I love this rap game Mainly cuz its cool To add a little spice to the life you’ve been through Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit To make that shit sound more gangster than it really is You cant appear weak man We wanna hear street Wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat Don’t take it as sarcastic I can’t get enough I’m telling you You can call my bluff If it’s not rough, then I really don’t need it I’m not even ashamed I got too much reality that’s filling up my brain so sell me on that chronic, I’m addicted to the game Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Once in awhile but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Let me tell you something that I realized tonight My hip hop radio is like Marlboro lights They’re both selling stories and they sound about the same Cigarettes say their safe, wrappers claim they really bang We don’t care if it’s true when we lay the money down We don’t believe the words, we just love the way they sound They’re acting like we’re idiots, They’re lying to our face Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway
I’m runnin out to get the next rapper’s CD Just suckin up the guns, drugs, and misogyny The same way that I suck up all the stories When I breathe that little bit of death supposedly cancer-free and Everything they say’s got the truth twisted up But twisted up’s what I want man, I can’t get enough Cuz even though we know it’s all just a big bluff We just light another up, what We don’t give a fuck
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Once in awhile but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Over and over but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Listen to the words, Listen for awhile Lip Service radio, don’t touch the dial If you’re in the car Turn up the track man Give the whole neighbourhood some second hand rap
Matter of fact Listen to the words, Listen for awhile Lip Service radio, don’t touch the dial If you’re in the car Turn up the track man Give the whole neighbourhood some second hand rap
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Once in awhile but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
Its just like a cigarette, its something that I do Over and over but between me and you Its just like a cigarette Nobody’s really fooled I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool