Uploaded October 2021 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago
PRE-ORDER: joeproulx.bandcamp.com/album/we-only-get-shades
Apple Music: music.apple.com/ca/artist/joe-proulx/1476326721
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0DsSAwpKpBOL9JK3d5H3vo
Facebook: facebook.com/joeproulxmusic
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/joe-proulx-1
Bandcamp: joeproulx.bandcamp.com
Instagram: instagram.com/jo3proulx
I'm in these bands: instagram.com/butterfistfunhouse
instagram.com/willandtheestates
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LYRICS:
My last name, I swear to God, will be the death of me
I’m fine with the sound of it, but can we please change the spelling, please?
Well, I guess that’s wishful thinking
Every time I introduce myself; I’m internally winking
Saying the x is silent
The x is silent
If you get it wrong after this, I might get violent
The x is silent
The x is silent
The x is silent
Get it in your head
So tired of being misunderstood
But I try not to be mad bout it cause I can smile good!!
At least that’s what my wife tells me
And honestly everything she likes about me is concrete
But still I ain’t perfect
Sometimes I wonder if having a surname is worth it
Shorten the name down to Joe on my insurance
But I just found out that there’s a R&B singer who just goes by that
His music’s dope but kinda bad but
I don’t know what to do about it
Do my best to never let my train of thought go there and reroute it towards things I can control
Like eating a bowl of Fruit Loops or writing Two Scoops with Nate Jacobucci (it’s a good song)
Got the Bicycle cards in the back of the Swinn
Waiting for my friends to catch up to my speed before I begin again
Even then, I had issues with my image
Had to sure up my game, but you ain’t seen shit, this just the scrimmage
I found that I had ties to some of the realest
But if your name don’t line up with theirs, you ain’t taken serious
I been trying to prove myself, but I’m screaming in an empty room
Gotta find an audience that appreciates authentic tunes
And I ain’t never been a fan of the schtick
If you a wick, I’m the flame to prove this fire’s legit
But people still can’t spell my name right on Spotify and shit
Music getting lost in the bottomless pit
Using that old school hip hop drum break, so original
No need to reinvent the wheel, this shit is critical
Metaphorically you need to take it literal
Guess I’m teaching y’all something I’m backslapping any principles
I got enough to make ends meet, but I ain’t got no M’s
Forgot my P’s and Q’s? No I remembered them
Stayed on top of both of em like leads in the fourth quarter
Man, I’m going Biden on these beats, shut em up and then ignore em
Yeah, Imma speak my truth cause I would lie when I was younger
Embraced the image of an up and comer
Ain’t waiting my turn behind hip hop, man I’m the big brother
Bringing more rhythm than a band with the bass and the drummer
Taking over spots, for underachievers this a bummer
I’m colder than black ice but still hotter than tar in the summer
And I’m a steady runner, other rappers get too worn out
Thank God that COVID’s here cause I don’t have to watch em pout
I make the beat knock just to make sure I can rock it out
Rumbling under my mumbling, I’m shaking out the grout
I could rip it every time I grab a mic and do my thing on wax
But I know that even at the Grammy’s that somebody goin ask
PRE-ORDER: joeproulx.bandcamp.com/album/we-only-get-shades
Apple Music: music.apple.com/ca/artist/joe-proulx/1476326721
Spotify: open.spotify.com/artist/0DsSAwpKpBOL9JK3d5H3vo
Facebook: facebook.com/joeproulxmusic
Soundcloud: soundcloud.com/joe-proulx-1
Bandcamp: joeproulx.bandcamp.com
Instagram: instagram.com/jo3proulx
I'm in these bands: instagram.com/butterfistfunhouse
instagram.com/willandtheestates
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
LYRICS:
My last name, I swear to God, will be the death of me
I’m fine with the sound of it, but can we please change the spelling, please?
Well, I guess that’s wishful thinking
Every time I introduce myself; I’m internally winking
Saying the x is silent
The x is silent
If you get it wrong after this, I might get violent
The x is silent
The x is silent
The x is silent
Get it in your head
So tired of being misunderstood
But I try not to be mad bout it cause I can smile good!!
At least that’s what my wife tells me
And honestly everything she likes about me is concrete
But still I ain’t perfect
Sometimes I wonder if having a surname is worth it
Shorten the name down to Joe on my insurance
But I just found out that there’s a R&B singer who just goes by that
His music’s dope but kinda bad but
I don’t know what to do about it
Do my best to never let my train of thought go there and reroute it towards things I can control
Like eating a bowl of Fruit Loops or writing Two Scoops with Nate Jacobucci (it’s a good song)
Got the Bicycle cards in the back of the Swinn
Waiting for my friends to catch up to my speed before I begin again
Even then, I had issues with my image
Had to sure up my game, but you ain’t seen shit, this just the scrimmage
I found that I had ties to some of the realest
But if your name don’t line up with theirs, you ain’t taken serious
I been trying to prove myself, but I’m screaming in an empty room
Gotta find an audience that appreciates authentic tunes
And I ain’t never been a fan of the schtick
If you a wick, I’m the flame to prove this fire’s legit
But people still can’t spell my name right on Spotify and shit
Music getting lost in the bottomless pit
Using that old school hip hop drum break, so original
No need to reinvent the wheel, this shit is critical
Metaphorically you need to take it literal
Guess I’m teaching y’all something I’m backslapping any principles
I got enough to make ends meet, but I ain’t got no M’s
Forgot my P’s and Q’s? No I remembered them
Stayed on top of both of em like leads in the fourth quarter
Man, I’m going Biden on these beats, shut em up and then ignore em
Yeah, Imma speak my truth cause I would lie when I was younger
Embraced the image of an up and comer
Ain’t waiting my turn behind hip hop, man I’m the big brother
Bringing more rhythm than a band with the bass and the drummer
Taking over spots, for underachievers this a bummer
I’m colder than black ice but still hotter than tar in the summer
And I’m a steady runner, other rappers get too worn out
Thank God that COVID’s here cause I don’t have to watch em pout
I make the beat knock just to make sure I can rock it out
Rumbling under my mumbling, I’m shaking out the grout
I could rip it every time I grab a mic and do my thing on wax
But I know that even at the Grammy’s that somebody goin ask
