Lyin King Lyrics - Singles - Nine

I heard your album and I don't believe a word of it 

I think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard 

Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods 

Like Mother Goose who lived in a shoe 

Next door to your weak-ass crew 

Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest 

Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird 

I know you heard as the world turn 

Eight million stories to tell, seven and a half million lies 

Five hundred thousand facts in hell 

Heard your album and I don't believe a word of it 

Think you're soft like that trick, Mother Hubbard 

Fillin' the cupboard with gang goods 

Like Mother goose who lived in a shoe 

Next door to your weak-ass crew 

Nine flew over the cuckoo's nest 

Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird 

I know you heard as the world turn 

Eight million stories to tell, seven and a half million lies 

Five hundred thousand facts in hell 

The well is almost dry, down to his last lie, why? 

How many bodies you canceled since your last video? 

How many keys or dope you flip in your rhyme flow? 

Save it for David when you said it 

Never gave it a second thought 

Fans bought the wolf ticket 

Shitted on reality for fantasy produced by Tact 

[Incomprehensible] Mr. Rough Records 

On a real island yo ass, won't be whilin' and smilin' 

Who's the character? 

With gold records and life still harder than Arica 

Niggaz is backwards, step in a revolving door 

I sold drugs and wanted to rap 

Now niggaz rap and wanna sell drugs 

Dem celebrities wanna be thugs 

But when the slugs start flyin' 

And the beef comes they start crying 

I knew he was lying, wishing 

Hardcore gangstas turn into Born Again Christians 

Who da lying king talkin' about his diamond ring 

Flipping keys killing all his enemies, please 

All you do is write rhymes 

Fronting with yours is makin' it harder for minez 

You lyin' king 

Nobody out there be mislead 

So nobody out there be mislead 

Nobody out there be mislead 

Stop lyin' y'all 

Rappers be lying all the way to the bank gee 

Describe Luciano Alamensky fantasies 

Female MCs even ryhme about flipping keys 

Couldn't work a Triple B, na mean? 

It seems like keep it real 

Mean real bogus, real fake 

Outta focus when you wrote this 

Half of the niggaz yelling blunts don't even smoke this 

I hope this get through if you heard it 

I'll expose ya panties by pulling your skirt up 

Word up, I heard al otta stories 

A lotta fake glories and unknown territories 

It sounded a little fishy like red snapperS and trout 

Niggaz is boneless like fillet 

Soft enough to saute, okay? 

The sky is the limit 

Even I exaggerate when I create 

But I don't perpetrate and illustrate 

To sound great, 'cause it's fake 

I really will make my take and break ya neck in two 

If you disrespect my crew 

This is what I do, not physically 

I'll break you with the one-two 

Who the hell do you think you foolin'? 

I see though you coming from the bing 

I hate the lyin' king 

Nobody out there be mislead 

So nobody out there be mislead 

Nobody out there be mislead 

Stop lying y'all 

Who da lyin' king talkin' about his diamond ring 

Flipping keys killing all his enemies, please 

All you do is write rhymes 

Fronting with yours is makin' it harder for minez 

You lyin' king 

Who da lying king talkin' about his diamond ring 

Flipping keys killing all his enemies, please 

All you do is write rhymes 

Fronting with yours is makin' it harder for minez 

You lyin' king