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Liar's Anthem

Artist:Sho Baraka  Album:Lions & Liars 

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Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs I step outta the front door Music is inflating my ego It's hard to just let go Beats bangin' thoughts in my torso The streets then repeat it like echoes The picture thats painted, It makes me wanna live life dangerous It makes me wanna be rich and famous I know it ain't righteous But they make it look so enticing It attacks my ears like it's Tyson, Takes a bite of my conscience Watch me bob my head to some nonsense Rob, steal, kill, and speak bondage I could be truthful, I used to be silent But its got your boy straight fillin' with violence I'm using the ladies, I used to respect them And now your boy say anything just to sex them I used to modest, I used to be honest Now I do anything to get those dollars 'Cause I love... Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs Record execs make a killin', "Yeah we could pay you in millions" Cash to the ceiling, don't trust your conviction or feelin' You'll be just misleading some children Their parents will blame you You communicate what you've been through They don't understand you're a black dude And one that does rap too They just complain and they hassle They would do it too if they had to You just make paper, we don't need to know where it came from You didn't make the rope which they hang from Cocaine and that handgun, everyone there saw 'em the same bruh But this is the country of freedom You can have women, you can have diamonds This is what sells, greed, sex, drugs, and violence


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