your grubby hands, as you hand the grand stand You live a shitty life, we live the bonne, bonne vie Hotter than the book, while we watch the TV Think
can't get up Why because you froze the moment we met up And I never run punk, I go head up I ain't no fool and new jack poppin' fake rap I rap from
looking girls who's only ten The ones who watch videos and do what they see As cute as can be, up in the club with fake ID Careful, 'fore you meet a man with HIV You can host the TV
got nothing in common f-ck that and thats just common sense what the [Pusha T] Came in the game, 8 years prior 8 years later, your mans on fire My Book
off like ink alarms Got styles under the wing like spread is booked under my arms Niggas couldn't see me with closed circuit TV Tryin' to peep my steez
in their life faked an orgasm 3 people die every year, testing if a 9 volts battery works on their tongue ?The Guinness Book of Records? holds the record for being the most stolen book
couple of you who think I lack proof But no worse than what's goin' on in America's classrooms Sometimes I wanna get on TV and just spread the truth
? Shake it, fake this thing for me 'Cause you just flow so viciously Soopa-duper, you so fly Can I give you a little piece of the pie? Shake it, fake
equal no matter, how much I make I can't escape fate, the date as I await, as I await, I can't fake Can't fake, I can't fake, I'm true with it A duffel
grown lookin' girls who only 10 The ones who watch videos and do what they see As cute as can be Up in the club with fake ID's Careful 'fore you meet a man with HIV You can host a TV
many moots on the TV How many real crooks on the TV? All I hear is dead hooks on the TV Bein? real these days ain't easy Too many moots on the TV How
own reflection He just waves it all away Taking to his good friend black eyed Susan, he says "Maybe we should go out West? Get a tan and fake the rest
You might not wake up, wear the make-up You fake and shook, you won't get off the hook We takin dough right from off of your books Your whole label break
You believe in anything They tell you how to think The simpletons all circle In the raging roller rink I'm trading in the alley I'm booking up a storm
fuck you, motherfucker rusty nails rip at my hands rolling down in my bed rip apart the vision that you see with your eyes on tv red tear, into your
I got a PC, you got a Mac I'm giving you flak for your AirPort I read books and you watch TV You wanna be free to relax more But when I think about the
hands, as you hand the grand stand You live a shitty life, we live a bon, bon vie Hotter than the book, while we watch the tv Think you got us fooled
now you can't get up Why because you froze the moment we met up And I never run punk, I go head up I ain't no fool and new jack poppin fake rap I rap
