I your album and I don't believe a word of it I think you're soft that trick, Mother Hubbard the cupboard with gang goods Like Mother who lived in a shoe Next to your weak-ass crew
Nine over the cuckoo's nest Took a worm from the mouth of a baby I you heard as the world turn Eight stories to tell, seven and a half million lies Five hundred thousand in hell
Heard your album and I believe a word of it Think you're soft like that trick, Hubbard Fillin' the cupboard with goods Like goose who lived in a shoe Next to your weak-ass crew
Nine over the cuckoo's nest a worm from the mouth of a baby bird I know you heard as the turn Eight million stories to tell, seven and a half million Five hundred thousand in hell
The well is almost dry, down to his lie, why? How many you canceled since your last video? How keys or dope you flip in your rhyme flow? Save it for when you said it gave it a second thought
Fans bought the wolf on reality for fantasy produced by Tact [Incomprehensible] Mr. Rough On a real yo ass, won't be whilin' and smilin' Who's the
With gold records and life still harder Arica Niggaz is backwards, step in a revolving I sold and wanted to rap Now niggaz rap and wanna sell Dem celebrities be thugs
But when the slugs flyin' And the beef comes they crying I knew he was lying, Hardcore turn into Born Again Christians
Who da king talkin' about his diamond ring Flipping killing all his enemies, please All you do is write Fronting with is makin' it harder for minez You king
out there be mislead So nobody out be mislead Nobody out be mislead Stop y'all
Rappers be lying all the way to the gee Describe Alamensky fantasies Female MCs even ryhme about flipping work a Triple B, na mean?
It seems like keep it Mean bogus, real fake Outta focus when you wrote Half of the niggaz yelling blunts don't even smoke I this get through if you heard it
I'll expose ya panties by pulling your up Word up, I heard al stories A lotta fake glories and territories It sounded a fishy like red snapperS and trout Niggaz is like fillet
enough to saute, okay? The sky is the Even I exaggerate I create But I don't perpetrate and To sound great, 'cause fake I really will make my take and ya neck in two
If you my crew is what I do, not physically I'll you with the one-two Who the hell do you you foolin'? I see you coming from the bing I hate the lyin'
Nobody out there be So nobody out be mislead Nobody out there be lying y'all
Who da lyin' king talkin' about his ring keys killing all his enemies, please All you do is rhymes Fronting with yours is it harder for minez You lyin'
Who da king talkin' about his diamond ring keys killing all his enemies, please All you do is write Fronting with is makin' it harder for minez You king