Lyrics:
far from a fake
Before you criticize please understand
And value only what you've got at hand
Don't bring your prejudice of what is me
You see you
and everytime you light it
I always have the motion, oh i love it and i guide it
I take it, don't fake it and everytime you make it
Baby, prove my love
Come
Put your tears back into your eyes
Adjust your hair
I am in no mood for theatrics
Or fake despair
It almost makes me hunger
For symbols, signs,
you
And now this world just ain't right
I can make it through the day
I can fake it okay
I just smile and pretend
And I tell myself it's alright
But
And mind yours don't have to fake the funk my man just be real
If something ain't right then let me know how ya feel
But yo just don't stress me
Hook:
Let
like nigga
Any nigga I tell is a fake ass studio gangsta
Leave the punk ass shit behind ya boy
Come to the deuce and find out what it's all about punk
world
That could keep her satisfied
I know, 'cause I tried
One thing I hate is when a girl plays fake
And tries to make me late for another date
this, lyrical mics that melt in hands
Burning more niggas glass jaws back to sand
Scorch in the gorge of the Earth
Agriculture from these fake vulture
gonna take?
He tries to speak, it makes her think his story is a fake
She can't take these fables anymore
What she wants to know is what the phone
the world would anybody put chains on me?
I've paid my dues to make it
Everybody wants me to be
What they want me to be
I'm not happy when I try to fake
My girlfriend is a lesbian
Not even bi-sexual
Am I just a thespian
Acting out Romeo?
We cruise chicks together
We dress in real fake leather
Oh yeah oh yeah
Heard a song on the radio...
Flashback to new york city there's a monkey on my back
I tried to shake it I tried to fake it I tried
fake me, kill me, take me, you thrill me
you made me disappear
closed my eyes and cursed the fear
i came down to make you see
that life is not/my
to fake here I am
Come on and take me
Wind your body
Baby move your body
I see you slip sliding
Come on now do it hottie
I'm not quite sure as to what
and the fake
As time went on, we saw less of one another
I couldn't understand what happened to my brother
Then that day finally fucking came
You lost the edge,
fake niggaz trying to bite off styles
That were once buried deep inside the X-Files
Just a street nigga with skills to move the mass
Sporting a Scully in
you're and actor
readin them chapters
Story book gangsta
How could you fake this,
Premeditate this
Take this
Here's what you fade this
Thoughts of a dead
sulk in my outer
Never fake their way in
Shrinking in lonely with a crowd in my eye
Measuring gold sparkle in your lab in the sky
night
And it doesn't matter who's on the line
So long as the voice works
But you're too scared of what you might say
So you fake it out on paper
Ray Luv ]
What's my destiny, fuck it, let me chase it and face it
And even if I don't make it, I'd rather fall off than fake it
Nothin can hold us back,
Rather than have people pat me on the back
Fake a smile and make it
Shake a hand and make pretend that I'm a friend
Your main objective is to stay
I can't stand still
I got the hippy hippy shake
Now I'm getting my thrills
I got the hippy hippy shake
That's what we can't fake
The hippy hippy
CREAM of the crop, I keep it hot
Feel the rhyme in it, dominant, fake ass talkin'
Muthafuckas fuck the wine, get ya mind open
So he want to sail with
that I'm blind
I can see you fake it
If only you knew
What I'm going through
Then you'd find the words to whisper
Or you'd find the strength
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