[Hook]
Everybody knows that you're really a ho
So why you still tellin lies to me
All my homies always told me you were phoney
Callin me your one and only
But you really tellin lies to me
It's kinda funny, you be callin me you hubby
Tellin everone you love me
But you really tellin lies to me
Honey why you tryin to play me like a dummy
Frontin just to get my money
When I know you tellin lies to me

[Tony Sunshine]
Why'd you lie to me
Why'd you lie to me
Why'd you lie to me
Why'd you lie to me
Ooh, girl, you's a ho
So you know I really gotta let you go
Should've never really put my trust in you
Ooh, girl, you's a ho
So you know I really gotta let you go
Should've never really put my trust in you..

[Cuban Link]
I should've known better..

[Verse 1]
Mami, you fly but you lie too much
You not the type to trust
You got'cha eyes on the prize tryin to ride the bus
You like the plush life, but money can't buy true love
You just a slu.t, right, cause every night you up in the clubs
Shakin' you butt, gettin drunk, coming home fuc.ked up
If you dont want me then I might just find somebody who does
You too much, I can't put up with it, you drivin me nuts
You like to live it up when I'm the one supplyin the bucks
I thought I knew who you was, but you changed
The way you used to do things for me
Now all you do is hang out with your friends
Only call me to bore me wit all your fake phoney stories
Talkin 'bout you up in Jackies house having a cup of coffee, C'MON?!
You know me better than that
Always stay ahead of the pack
Mad at the fact I didn't catch it from scratch
Now that the cats out of the bag
I'm lookin back at the past
Silly bag, you neva loved me, you was after my cash..

I got, you not, in my way
I got right now between my legs
I put right now between your legs
I got today shoveling graves
I got tomorrow turning in your grave
I got Jesus, he got saved
I got power, it's so cheap
Fuck this bird, bitch, drink this bleach

You might have owed me cash
Or put my sh.it on blast
And talk behind my back
But I still got love

But nothing bringing Jimmy back, you know that praying is a waste of wishes
I made a decision carry on, honor lives in the deed
Though the muse moves in decreased speed

Situation got hairy

And kind of got scary

When she started quoting Marilyn Manson

She's always in my path

She's always in my way

And every time she's about to leave

I ask my baby to stay

She's always in my path

She's always in my way

Of all the cities in the whole wide world

Why'd she have to come to L.A?

So I fell asleep softly at the edge of a cave
But I should have gone in deeper but I'm not so brave

[Verse 1]
I got the blues but I don't mind
All I have to do is get to you
And then I feel just fine

I'm on a downer, but not all the way
When I'm feelin' low you do your thing just so
And then I feel OK

You're so good, the way you give
So good, you're the best there is

[Verse 2]
I got the blues, got it oh so bad
When I think of me its hard to be
A person quite so sad

You got the answer and it makes me glad
When I'm feelin' small you give me rock n' roll
And then I'm feelin' bad

You're so good, the way you give
So good, you're the best there is

Just a lonely soul
Slowly dyin'
I was smilin' hard
But I was lyin'
Then you sailed along
With your sweet dreams
When you stole my heart
I was with it

OH SCUSA IO SOLO PARLO
NO SORRY I CAN ONLY SPEAK
PERDON YO NO HABLO INGLES
JE SUI VICTOR MON PETIT TUT LE MOND TULALAN

Too clever, move better, live different, do better
Big difference, 2 letters, dig this one
ID, I declare war on n*ggas

I strive to be humble, lest I stumble
Never sold a jumbo or copped chicken with its mumbo sauce
Tyson is a fowl holocaust
Hitler gassed your whole head up with poultry, I'm fed up
Ignore cordon bleu, stand up, get up
Lunge for your knife, don't forget your potholders

I'm tired of my broke friends who smoke cigs
I just wanna gold Benz with smoke tens
And take all of my hoes on a road trip, just no kids
I guess it's cool to dream when you ain't used to havin' much
I know this breakup hurtin' you and you sad and such
I know you not happy, stop actin' like you havin' fun
I know you snoopin' through my Instagram gettin' mad as f*ck

just to be different I'm not gonna use no snare on this track

Recidivism says

And as I play I start imagining things
And while imagining things I start rambling things
Mostly gibberish first
But I hope I gather long enough just to spit up a verse
But wait, focus, focus on the music
Because without that ingredient the verse is gon' be useless
So before you know it I've added some hats
But just to be different I'm not gonna use no snare on this track
So then I add some strings, yeah
And I think I know exactly what this track needs
How 'bout some flutes, but I don't wanna over-do it
So long as it sounds good then I'm tellin' the truth
This is the formula I use when I stand in the booth
To precisely execute like I do in my room
With realistic lyrics to boot
And I may be young but I guarantee you these lyrics are true
But I should be able to control 'em at least
I feel like a beast, I think I need my medication increased
Whatchu think, Doc?

Wow, what pure unadulterated talent.

Life is hard
And so am i
You'd better give me something
So i don't die

Novocaine for the soul
Before i sputter out

Life is white
And i am black
Jesus and his lawyer
Are coming back
Oh my darling
Will you be here
Before i sputter out

Guess whose living here
With the great undead
This paint-by-numbers life
Is with my head
Once again

Life is good
And i feel great
'cause mother says i was
A great mistake

Novocaine for the soul
You'd better give me something
To fill the hole
Before i sputter out

Now this is a story all about how my whole life got flip-turned upside down. And I'd take a minute, just sit right there, I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air.

In West Philadelphia, born and raised, on the playground is where I spent most of my days. Chillin out maxin relaxin all cool, and all shooting B-Ball outside of the school.

When a couple of guys were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood, I got into a little fight and my mom was scared, she said, "You're movin with your auntie in a town called Bel Air."

I begged and pleaded with her day after day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kiss, and she gave me my ticket, I put on my Walkman and said, "I might as well kick it."

First class, yo this is bad, drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass, is this what the people of Bel Air living like? Hmm, this might be all right.

But wait, I hear they are prissy, bourgeois, all that, is that the place where they send this cool cat? I don't think so, I'll see when I get there, I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel Air.

Well its hard to take a handout
From a friend looks just like me
'cept his legs have both been broken
And his eyes can barely see
Somewhere way up on the high road
Where there's nothing in the way
You can't do nothing but p*ss off the concrete
On the ones that showed you the way

My mind is like a spring in a clock
It won't unwind
I can't see, can't think, can't feel
I'm out of time

I'm up, then I'm down now
Tell me where is it going to end
You say start at the beginning
Of the end, my friend

I hear thunder
And I can feel the wind
I can see angry faces
In the eyes of men

And don't forget kid's stake
Where kids lay bleeding on the ground
And there's no place on this planet
Where peace can be found

Ride the blue wind high and free
She'll lead you down through misery
Leave you low, come time to go
Alone and low as low can be

If I had a nickel I'd find a game
If I won a dollar I'd make it rain
If it rained an ocean I'd drink it dry
And lay me down dissatisfied

Legs to walk and thoughts to fly
Eyes to laugh and lips to cry
A restless tongue to classify
All born to grow and grown to die

So tell my baby I said so long
Tell my mother I did no wrong
Tell my brother to watch his own
And tell my friends to mourn me none

I'm chained upon the face of time
Feelin' full of foolish rhyme
There ain't no dark till something shines
I'm bound to leave this dark behind

Ride the blue wind high and free
She'll lead you down through misery
Leave you low, come time to go
Alone and low as low can be

And as I play I start imagining things
And while imagining things I start rambling things
Mostly gibberish first
But I hope I gather long enough just to spit up a verse
But wait, focus, focus on the music
Because without that ingredient the verse is gon' be useless
So before you know it I've added some hats
But just to be different I'm not gonna use no snare on this track
So then I add some strings, yeah
And I think I know exactly what this track needs
How 'bout some flutes, but I don't wanna over-do it
So long as it sounds good then I'm tellin' the truth
This is the formula I use when I stand in the booth
To precisely execute like I do in my room
With realistic lyrics to boot
And I may be young but I guarantee you these lyrics are true
But I should be able to control 'em at least
I feel like a beast, I think I need my medication increased
Whatchu think, Doc?

Morpheus, Dorpheus, Orpheus
Go eat some walruses
Orifices, Porridges
Morpheus, Morpheus

Going to the Buffet and Walruses
Corpheus, Corpseses
Worcestershire sauce
Go into your orifices

Red pill, blue pill
Morpheus, Walruses
Seashells by the Seashorpheus

Morpheus drinking a forty in a death basket

Ugh, I ain't felt this way since Wednesday
I brought a switchblade to 6th grade
Way before Myspace and Sam-space
I had a crush on Beyoncé and Kim K
I went to work late and missed out
My Grandma told me, "In ten days you're kicked out"
Never went to Sunday School, I skipped out and then went to the mall and got draped up and tripped out
I used to listen to Bon Jovi and hang with my Aunt Rosie, then she called the cops on me
Crack in my socks runnin', my neighbor up top sold me
Nowhere to run now—thanks a lot homie

You can tell me what you said - go ahead
But no sooner than you said it
You can bet it was left for dead
All you said in and out of my head in seconds
Keep 'em guessin' endlessly
Never let 'em know where you're headed
King of the unknown cloaked in mystery
How to show 'em they don’t mean shit to me
Put 'em in their place, cause they ought to be
Kept in the dark, not 'posed to see never, but only so much of me
Double O.G. with a skeleton key
Never meant a thing to me
Effortlessly dead to me
Check the sign no vacancy
Extremely selective memory
Known for it, gotta stay deep in the zone
Or it’ll take everything you own, floor it

Knew he was the villain never been a fan of Superman