GOOD BOOK

Sooo fake
[I made the blueprints, niggas trace my good book of taste]
Why you niggas so fake? (We don't believe you!)
[We gone make him put his shoes on and put him in his place]
All you niggas so lame (We don't believe you!)

Spare the rod, spoil the children
A day late and a dollar short for the building
Aim for marks of the beast under your gildan
Holy your true religion;
Boulder in the way, we lift it
Original man vision
The indigenous land living
Mad livid
Not even a tad timid
The whip standard shift
She slam sniff;
Get your man stiff
Rap snitch knishes, you need bandages!

Why you niggas so fake?
[I made the blueprints, niggas trace my good book of taste]
Why you niggas so fake? (We don't believe you!)
[We gone make him put his shoes on and put him in his place]
All you niggas so lame (We don't believe you!)

One thing certain;
First we take New York and then Berlin
I make the work disappear like merlin!
Assertive when needed;
Serving the sweety, swerving, the CD blowing the speaker -
Throw the speakers through the window, nigga
'Eureka!'
All I know is song, women and reefer
You want to be thug; waving guns on the camera?
Can it, you a diva!
I don't do sativa;
Slum sermon from art dealer
Non-gmo farm greener
Strong diction;
Speak all non fiction
Calm vixen
Live allah's wish, lord listen

Why you niggas so fake?
[I made the blueprints, niggas trace my good book of taste]
Why you niggas so fake? (We don't believe you!)
[We gone make him put his shoes on and put him in his place]
All you niggas so lame (We don't believe you!)