I love this rap game
Mainly cuz its cool
To add a little spice to the life you’ve been through
Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit
To make that shit sound more gangster than it really is
You cant appear weak man
We wanna hear street
Wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat
Don’t take it as sarcastic
I can’t get enough
I’m telling you
You can call my bluff
If it’s not rough, then I really don’t need it
I’m not even ashamed
I got too much reality that’s filling up my brain
so sell me on that chronic, I’m addicted to the game
Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Once in awhile but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Let me tell you something that I realized tonight
My hip hop radio is like Marlboro lights
They’re both selling stories and they sound about the same
Cigarettes say their safe, wrappers claim they really bang
We don’t care if it’s true when we lay the money down
We don’t believe the words, we just love the way they sound
They’re acting like we’re idiots, They’re lying to our face
Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway
I’m runnin out to get the next rapper’s CD
Just suckin up the guns, drugs, and misogyny
The same way that I suck up all the stories
When I breathe that little bit of death supposedly cancer-free and
Everything they say’s got the truth twisted up
But twisted up’s what I want man, I can’t get enough
Cuz even though we know it’s all just a big bluff
We just light another up, what
We don’t give a fuck
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Once in awhile but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Over and over but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Listen to the words, Listen for awhile
Lip Service radio, don’t touch the dial
If you’re in the car
Turn up the track man
Give the whole neighbourhood some second hand rap
Matter of fact
Listen to the words, Listen for awhile
Lip Service radio, don’t touch the dial
If you’re in the car
Turn up the track man
Give the whole neighbourhood some second hand rap
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Once in awhile but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do
Over and over but between me and you
Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled
I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool |
