Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.K.E.

[Intro:
So I was trying to come up with an for F.A.K.E.
Cause half these motherfuckers out here
And I they be False Advertising, Killing Expectations
They advertising, killing expectations

DeStorm]
Nigga I ain't perfect, but perfect
So all lies you telling, it ain't worth it
Tell me why you advertising, killing expectations
False advertising, expectations
so fake, so fake
Why you so fake? Why you so
I you slipping
False advertising, killing
You false advertising, killing
So

[Verse 1:
I see you got so followers on Instagram
Thirteen likes, an insta-scam
Two to three on your mentions, ma'am
Retire girl, get a better pension
That bell won't save you,
Go and tell 'em that bag Canal Street
Those fake red you got 'em in the alley
Louboutons on a four-figure salary?
Facebook frontin' like you out in Cali
But your bills being paid by nigga in the valley
his Coupe, he put you through school
Now you owe him head, you ain't on Mae
I'll talk these dudes, though
All the you say ain't true, yo
You say you had a at the supper club
the ballers kickin' like judo
Lies, lies, all of these lies, Pinocchio, all of guys
Swear you on your on the music biz
Telling every bitch you got a movie
And that truck ain't yours, a rental
Fucked up teeth, nigga, focus on your (damn)
When find out cause she's sure to find out
You ain't got no words like a fuckin'
These men are just fake, these are fake
Even your and minister's fake
We're all insecure, I don't what you say
Every nigga a boost (energy shake)
And I ain't gon' front like I lie
Got 20 of J's, four fly new rides
that shit that wasn't in the budget
But I'mma say "fuck it" I kick the bucket

[Verse 2: Kweli]
Why you to the people?
Severe lack of trust like you eyeing for the hole
Thought you was bubbling like
Living by the G code, really you informer like Throat
Steady telling on yourself, you in trouble police
Cause your whole time lying like a peep
Now ma'fuckin' ass out
Get Deboed by the with the repo
fake tales from the state pen
Have all been now your publicist preparing a statement
Fuck this, we ain't hearing your
Can you stare in the face of the death that you're
That's like the with no clothes
These hoes get exposed like the asshole
I gotta do some praying, is what's left
In the place when gets taken
Dedication, real recognize real and I it on a first name basis
Man, shit is Fugazi
If truth is I'm a native like a reservation
Niggas swear they got beef like a butcher with on an apron
But they're faker than veggie bacon with they Miss Cleo
"Call me now," you're a clot, you're faking
I ain't perfect, just working with no vacation
like a prisoner with no visitation
Angel in one ear, the other ear hearing the of Satan
I'm impatient, so I'm it now, no waiting
false advertising, killing expectations, hey!