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Don't fall for the cheap tricks that society will play
Wolves will find a way to feast on any naïve prey
It's time for a stand
(Right now)
Join me
It's

get a snippet of truth
From Paul Harvey
While Cheap Trick is singing
I want you to want me
Strange frequencies are blending
Voices scream at their

them a reason)
Grin on my teeth, kicking my feet
You bothered by me (bothered by me)
Heart skips a beat; time to feast
Too easy for me (too easy for me)

a businessman
He just hit me like get this album finished
So I asked for some love from ol' kupyd
These bars they not new shit
Just reused a couple and the rest

a boulevards in it
My albums coming out and I'm pulling cards in it
My range is so wide I can pull a car in it
Holding so much shine I can put a star in it

cheap

Pick a card out of the deck
I'll show you a magic trick
cll these lives they look like fun
Is this an illusion

cnd that shit makes me numb numb

the street, yeah
I'm still gettin' this shit in by the week, yeah
I got out of town, plugs this shit ain't cheap
Nigga, I want a whole thousand for a p (Lean)

I sit by the phone but I haven't heard
Both eyes stomach-sized in diameter
And you know that money's for managers
Yeah I know that money's for

chat
But I don't think it's gonna stop
Still going going by the name "Ziploc"
5 blows going everywhere still 'gon pop
I just pay in a hope that I don't

than new shoes
Women coming by the flock I'm trying to buy me a coupe
Two seater no need for no one else
But me and you
They come around cause I'm

Oh you Jasmine
Long hair pretty eyes big booty
You big fine just juicy
Oh you Jasmine
By the end of the night I'm gonna know what you like
I can show

I'm with bloods confused by the yardies
Invest in myself
Cause I got to eat just leave it to Z
Back in the mix
I got em begging like please what do you

ain't fuckin' with you

Punk bitch think she real smart, runnin' that G
But talk is cheap hoe, spend some cash money with me
Look up when I pull up

mind yeah I need a couple
Been making art cause talk is cheap
Get it and lay low fine by me
I set a record Every time
Like every time steph hit a 3
I

I'm a woman so I don't have real bars
I'm a rock artist by far
Yet I'm painted a rising pop star
Who raps cause it's cute, when I'm a scar
Yes do

a bag, put it up, repeat 
Ain't speakin' on them other boys 'cause none of the talk I do is cheap 
Everybody know wassup
We the ones that's been gettin'

cheap like we runnin' thrift store
Or, five, six, countin' sticks
Keep my Ricks up with my Owens, 'cause my cats know I'm sick (of course)
Seven, eight,

I am on my way

Album art photography by richrad walsh @ streetshotsphotography.com
‘Mixed and mastered by Ryan Williamson - Off with their Records’

alright
Don't care where to go if I am by your side
Don't care bout this mess, I've always been like that
Don't care where we end, if we've enjoyed our

had to go through hell let go of my grievance
They judged the old me like I used to too
Thought my albums were cheap as If they had no value
To realize

Reverse Pimpology

Immortal Technique

The 3rd World

2008

the principle
I inspire revolution, the government's not invincible
Vietnam to Venezuela, trick knowledge they pimpin' you
All up in the hood, like McDonald's

mind back to the sky
Maybe the sight from a birds eye
Could help me fly, I'm so high
I had freestyle
Felt like the album seeked style
It wasn't a cheap

Stuntin on me, looks like a cheap trick

Better late than never, I finally arrived
Know your self worth, they would rob me for a dime
Navigate this

Tuck Ya Ice

Trick Daddy

The Truth Hurts

2008

on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse

[Trick Daddy]
My shit is platinum
These assholes wearin' white gold
See, I'm too smart for this 'cause