I heard your album
And I don't believe a word of it
I think you're soft like
That trick Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like Mother Goose
Who lived in a shoe
Next door to your weak-ass crew
Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest
Took a worm from
The mouth of a baby bird
I know you heard as the world turn
Eight million stories to tell seven
And a half million lies
Five hundred thousand facts in hell
Heard your album
And I don't believe a word of it
Think you're soft like that trick
Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like Mother goose who lived in a shoe
Next door to your weak-ass crew
Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest
Took a worm from
The mouth of a baby bird
I know you heard as the world turn
Eight million stories to
Tell seven and a half million lies
Five hundred thousand facts in hell
The well is almost dry down
To his last lie why
How many bodies you canceled
Since your last video
How many keys or dope you flip
In your rhyme flow
Save it for David when you said it
Never gave it a second thought
Fans bought the wolf ticket
Shitted on reality
For fantasy produced by Tact
On a real island yo ass won't be
Whilin' and smilin'
Who's the character
With gold records and life
Still harder than Arica
Niggaz is backwards step
In a revolving door
I sold drugs and wanted to rap
Now niggaz rap and wanna sell drugs
Dem celebrities wanna be thugs
But when the slugs start flyin'
And the beef comes they start crying
I knew he was lying wishing
Hardcore gangstas turn into
Born Again Christians
Who da lying king talkin'
About his diamond ring
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
Fronting with yours is makin'
It harder for minez
You lyin' king
Nobody out there be mislead
So nobody out there be mislead
Nobody out there be mislead
Stop lyin' y'all
Rappers be lying
All the way to the bank gee
Describe Luciano Alamensky fantasies
Female MCs even ryhme
About flipping keys
Couldn't work a Triple B na mean
It seems like keep it real
Mean real bogus real fake
Outta focus when you wrote this
Half of the niggaz yelling blunts don't
Even smoke this
I hope this get through if you heard it
I'll expose ya panties by pulling your skirt up
Word up I heard al otta stories
A lotta fake glories and unknown territories
It sounded a little fishy
Like red snapperS and trout
Niggaz is boneless like fillet
Soft enough to saute okay
The sky is the limit
Even I exaggerate when I create
But I don't perpetrate and illustrate
To sound great 'cause it's fake
I really will make my take
And break ya neck in two
If you disrespect my crew
This is what I do not physically
I'll break you with the one-two
Who the hell do you think you foolin'
I see though you coming from the bing
I hate the lyin' king
Nobody out there be mislead
So nobody out there be mislead
Nobody out there be mislead
Stop lying y'all
Who da lyin' king talkin'
About his diamond ring
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
Fronting with yours is makin'
It harder for minez
You lyin' king
Who da lying king talkin' about
His diamond ring
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
Fronting with yours is makin' it harder for minez
You lyin' king
