[Intro: Nine]
I heard your album and I don't believe a word of it
I think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like Mother goose, who lived in a shoe;
Next door to your weak-ass crew
Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest
Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird
I know you heard, as the world turns
8 million stories to tell, 7 and a half million lies
500 000 facts in hell
[Verse: 1]
Aaaarrgh! Heard your album and I don't believe a word of it
Aaaarrgh! Think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard
Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods
Like Mother goose, who lived in a shoe;
Next door to your weak-ass crew
Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest
Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird
I know you heard, as the world turns
8 million stories to tell, 7 and a half million lies
500,000 facts in hell
The well is almost dry, down to his last lie, why?
How many bodies you canceled since your last video?
How many keys or dope did you flip in your rhyme flow?
Save it for David;
When you said it, never gave it a second thought
Fans bought the wolf ticket
Shitted on reality for fantasy produced *by tact*
Mr Rough-records --
On a real island yo ass won't be whilin' and smilin'
Who's the character?
With gold records and life still harder than Attica
Niggas is backwards, step in a revolving door
I sold drugs and wanted to rap --
Now niggas rap and wanna sell drugs
Dem celebrities wanna be thugs
But when them slugs start flyin'
And the beef comes they start crying (sample of a cry)
(I knew he was lying)
Wishing, hard-core gangstas turn into born again Christians
[Chorus]
Who the lying king talking about his diamond ring
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
This fronting with yours is making it harder for mines
You lying king
[Break]
No-body out there be mislead
So no-body out there be mislead
No-body out there be mislead
Stop lying y'all
[Verse 2]
Rappers be lying all the way to be bank Gee! *that's cool?*
Describe Luciano and Meyer Lansky, fantasies!
Female MCs even rhyme about flipping keys
Couldn't work a triple beam, nah mean?
It seems like keep it real means real bogus
Real fake outta focus when you wrote this
Half of the niggas yelling blunts don't even smoke this
I hope this get through, if you heard it
I'll expose ya panties, by pulling your skirt up
Word up! I heard a lot of stories
A lot of fake glories and unknown territories
It sounded a little fishy
Like red snapper, and trout
Niggas is boneless, like filet
Soft enough to saute okay?
The sky is the limit:
Even I exaggerate when I create
But I don't perpetrate and illustrate
To sound great, cause it's fake
I really will make my take and break ya neck in two
If you disrespect my crew
This is what I do, not physically
I'll break you with the one-two
Who the hell do you think you foolin'?
I see though you coming from the *bing*
I hate the lying king
[Break]
Nobody out there be mislead
So nobody out there be mislead
Nobody out there be mislead
Stop lying y'all
[Chorus] (x2)
Who the lying king talking about his diamond ring
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
This fronting with yours is making it harder for mines
You lying king