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Albums:

Lie Lie Lie (Serj Tankian) · Hips Don't Lie [Single] (Shakira) · Hips Don't Lie, Pt. 1 [Maxi Single] (Shakira) · Hips Don't Lie [Ringle] (Shakira) · Hips Don't Lie [Japan CD] (Shakira) · Tributo à Bossa Nova [Multimedia Content] (Toquinho) · Country Love Songs [Luxury Multimedia] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Women Lie, Men Lie (Yo Gotti) · Women Lie, Men Lie (DJ Cover This) · Lie Baby Lie (Brantley Gilbert) – and 90 other albums »


(why lie)
        I don't buy the fly look
        As the fall guy
        I'm livin' low across the tracks
        Politikin' who stickin' had better
niggaz ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want, you don't know
The homicides that I've done lately
We run this shit, fo'-five on the hip
Out to ride for
n****z ain't crazy
Bring it on if you want, you don't know
The homicides that I've done lately
We run this s***, fo'-five on the hip
Out to ride for
through.
So don't be deceived
By what your T.V. receives,
'Cause they'll pasteurize you cold,
And they'll advertise you sold.
[Chorus]
Lose all time;
Fast lanin, but the car flipped
I'm not gonna lie to ya, cause I don't lie
I just kick thick game, some people say: why?
Cause I'm back on the block,
pronounce this shit
Baby bounce them tits
Mama move them hips
Baby shake them cheeks
I got dick for days
You got ass for weeks, yeah, yeah

Don't stop get it,
Sickology 101 futuristic B-Boyz shit
Your first lesson given to you by (Mr. Smith!)
KC MO stand up, young niggas represent

Ey, ask me what I
livin a lie.
When I told her she started to cry.
Don't just sit and let life pass you by,
And I slowly wiped the tears from her eyes.
[Chorus:]
I
for these racist wars
A lie's fed by these TV whores
I know it's more to news fake the truth
We break through won't lose we move with Public Enemy
block, don't punch girls
And we don't punch a clock, gotta go gotta
Go see you later by the cat and you can't 
Beat that with a bat

You can get with
for your mind before I brake these streets
Ain't nothing holding me back hip hop track
Yo son you know the feelin' shit will get revealed
As the times
your moms said wouldn't amount to fuckin zero
So much hip-hop bullshit to cut through
And if you don't like it, well then fuck you!

[Copywrite]
for your mind before I brake these streets
Ain't nothing holding me back hip hop track
Yo son you know the feelin' shit will get revealed
As the times
environment
Why lie and hide behind such
Trickie metaphors
I've decide to open mind 
Is better for your peers
And their pores 
Keep the clear
And informed when
Put your ass into it

Tic-tic-boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' Blackstreet, treated like a athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no)
won't stop 'til I'm so so rich
While why'all niggas spit
I (Whooo) blow hits
Don't waste time
And I don't waste rhymes
Few minutes, shit
Track done
so so rich
While why'all niggas spit
I (Whoo) blow hits
Don't waste time
And I don't waste rhymes
Few minutes, shit
Track done like Swiss
If you
"The real, hip-hop"
"MCing, and DJing from your own mind, ya know?"
"I, I guess right now we should start the show"

Who's the suspicious character
The rhyme style is elevated
The style of beats is elevated
but it's still Guru and Premier
And it's always a message involved

"The real... hip
Put your ass into it

Tic-tic-boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' Blackstreet, fiending like an athlete
Life ain't a track meet
Put your ass into it

Tic-tic-boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin' Blackstreet, treated like a athlete
Life ain't a track meet (no)
about to get a heavy track
(?or jimmy in the spot?)
or plenty of hip hop goin' round three
heavyweights it's your time so register
foundate your legacy we
Fast lanin, but the car flipped
I'm not gonna lie to ya, cause I don't lie
I just kick thick game, some people say: why?
Cause I'm back on the block,
a depth for a track as I prepare my rhyme,
Sometimes I'm real high, besides I don't lie
Look at all these phony people tryin to make supply
Yeah, you sly in
wanna get him back
But I don't wanna do another custodial sentence
In a four-by-four pad
And I gotta take this time to apologize to my best friend
'Cause