You’ve got the look, You’ve got the grace,
You’ve got the wit, You’ve got the charm,
You’ve got that glint inside your eye,
You’ve got the gifts to make them high,
You’ve got the knowledge, You’ve got the mind,
You’ve got the spiel to magnetize,
You’ve got the guile, You’ve got the game,
You’ve got the tools to attain,
You’ve got the craft, You’ve got the tricks,
You’ve got the drug, You’ve got the fix,
You've got the skill to fool the fools,
You’ve got the skill to rule the rules,
You bring them up, you take them high,
You bring them up, on your supply,
You bring them up, you take them high,
You bring them up, to make them fall.
The charlatan is coming for you,
The pretender is coming for you,
The charlatan is coming for you,
The pretender is coming for you.
You’ve got the diamonds in your palm,
You swindle them with all your charm,
You spin the lingo of deceit,
And get them falling at your feet,
You’re the pseudo, You’re the charlatan,
You're Mr nice with a gun,
You masquerade as sincere,
Compassion is your fake veneer,
You trip them out behind your guise,
Make them pander to your lies,
You make them yearn, you make them want,
You make them revere what you flaunt,
You get each victim hooked on you,
Then you break their hearts in two,
You get them hyped, you get them high,
Then you send them crashing down.
The charlatan is coming for you,
The pretender is coming for you,
The charlatan is coming for you,
The pretender is coming for you.
Your R complex carries a dangerous weapon,
You got a moral deficient, killer cerebellum,
Multiple personas, guises, surprises,
A veil of deception hiding all your vices.
The charlatan is coming for you,
The pretender is coming for you,
The charlatan is coming for you,
