Honest
We ought to be grownup men
With beautiful families and safe homes
But the tour bus is leaving at five o'clock
And we act as if the world will just wait in the meantime
We escape in women who are obsessed with dicks
Telling ourselves that we're not obsessed with them
But the entire crew has been sworn in
Yeah, no one will say anything, so it seems so easy
Until you're back in your own bed
Sullying it by saying you've got enough in her
And when something finally falls through
The standard line is that nothing happened
'Cause your profession is using your voice
So every kind of lies can't be seen through
But for a short moment, you feel nasty
'Cause your conscience is stuck
And her intuition says "Stop, wait a moment"
And I swear, that's something every woman can sense
So you promise yourself that you first and foremost
Will spend some less time being so bad
Yes, regret seems so convenient
And it doesn't take more than that to make yourself forget
As if quality time makes you demented
'Cause the bus is going once more the following weekend
I only hear myself when I talk
Never let your son become a rapper
'Cause with prestige comes the ability to lie to everything and everyone around you
'Cause we're not honest
It costs to be honest
So we're seldom honest
But right now, I'm completely honest
Take a sip of medicine
Mine is see-through, what's in yours?
Do you have time to hide in the Hennessy?
'Cause there's a show in half an hour
And the nerves always show up on your way to the stage
Where you don't really know if you should feel like a fool
'Cause your suit is sitting sublimely
But you're 33 years old, and your bread and butter is rhyming
And you feel that you're giving yourself so intimately
Hoping that it'll be returned in a scream
Yes, humility is caught in a smile
As you bare your teeth at a camera phone
But fuck it, here's your shot of adrenaline
Not even coke could top the energy
And the girl in the front of the audience seems so fine
She's been painted like an adult even though she's just a teen
And reminds your of someone
Who should have been yours
But you were not good enough with only 17 years
So your revenge becomes reality half a life too late
And everything she ends up with is a dumb bastard
Texting his one and only
With a bad excuse for coming home late
I only hear myself when I talk
Never let your son become a rapper
'Cause with prestige comes the ability to lie to everything and everyone around you
'Cause we're not honest
It costs to be honest
So we're seldom honest
But right now, I'm completely honest
Your furniture is standing on the street
As your wardrobe is leaving your window
You've been thrown out for not being faithful to her
Fortunately, your friend has a couch you can end up on
Getting wasted until you no longer can walk
Constantly addressing your ex as bitch
But you loaded the gun and shot your shoe yourself
It's a universal rule that if you
At the cost of your woman try to get two
You'll end up with none
And the tour is over, so it's time to slow down
No, no new club every night now
And without the stardust, you'll have to improvise
But you rarely get an further than your horrible intro
'Cause she can see through clichés
Yes, she walks away as you just stare
And the woman who until now has been giving you your serenity
Has a new guy and a new place to live
You went from being smart to being an idiot
You are what you eat, so you're just a hoe