Don't believe everything you see, hear, taste, touch or smell...
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Story behind the song
Just came to me in like 20 minutes and recorded it. The beat was sent to me from this kid Macadoshiz in Germany.
Lyrics
V1:
The cool stay calm, hot ones sit in the shade, where the cops look, got shook, you sit in a cage, like you threw the ace of hearts and got hit wit a spade, doin six in the bricks throwin' fits in a rage, went to convict school to learn the tricks of the trade, how to cut all the corners; beat the system in ways you never thought of, sort of like fishin' in lakes, don't swing the right hook, you got em hittin' the bait, make em look this way, now you piss in their face, got the judge hittin' the gavel, dismissin' ya case, now you out in broad daylight, switchin' a blade, or a glock mentality: spit or get sprayed, while the poor jinglin' change, the rich gettin' paid, you rentin' out tellies, hittin' a maid, food for thought: fishes and brain, makin' noise sayin' "this is insane", til you break like dishes n' plates, it's the fast life, pick up the pace, drink the liquor and chase girls, the world is a magnificent place, but it goes quick as a day, so live it and play, give it away, and remember: never listen to snakes, ask Eve: is it delicious to taste? don't believe what comes out of Adam's apple: nonfiction or fake, that's the mission I make, to state that this is the key, I could be lyin' right now; dont even listen to me.
CHORUS:
Gotta keep ya eyes wide open
Gotta keep the weak ties broken
Gotta keep the lies unspoken...
But don't believe every piece of news son
Cuz the world could be one big illusion
Can't let the days turn to years
Can't let the tears make you fear
Can't let you close up your ears...
But don't believe every thing you listen to
Cuz the whole damn world could be trickin' you
V2:
I knew a fella from back in the day sellin' the crack, got outta jail from a 2 to 5 felony rap, and met a woman with a body, was intelligent had a hell of a pad, cooked food that always smelled so... appetizin' wasn't the word, but well, gettin' back to the story- I could see he never yelled at her mad, when they argued she's tellin' him this, tellin' him that, she told him that she loved him and he's tellin' it back, now he works all day, ends up shellin' out gas money, he asks honey to give him details from her past, she ignores him, and goes on with elegant tact, like it's part of some show with an elephant act, one day he finds out some relevant facts, that she was out in Connecticut, sellin' her ass, now he sees he fell in a trap where no luck exists, his lesson: watch who you fuckin' wit.
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