Liars Anthem

Pimpin, pimpin, pimpin, murder, murder, sell drugs (4x)

Verse 1

I step out the front door/

This music is inflating my ego/

It's so hard to let go/

Beats bang it thumps in my torso/

The streets may repeat it like echos/

The picture their painting make me want a life that is dangerous/

Makes me want to be rich and famous/

I know it ain't righteous but they can make it look so enticing/

It attacks my ears like its tyson/

Take a bite at conscious/

Watch me bob my head to some nonsence/

Rob, steal, kill and speak bondage/

I could be truthful, i used to be silent/

But this got your boy straight feeling real violent/

I'm using the ladies, i used to respect them/

But now ya boy will say anything just to sex them/

I used to modest, i used to be honest/

Now i do anything to get those dollars/

Because i love:

Hook (2x)

Verse 2

Record exec make killing/

Yeah, we can pay you millions/

Cash to the ceiling/

Don't trust your convictions or feelings/

You'll just be misleading some children/

Their parents will blame you/

You just communicate what you've been through/

They don't understand you're a black dude/

And one who does rap too/

They just complain and hassle/

They would do it too if 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 or the hand gun/

Everyone has something to say, bro,/

This is the country of freedom/

You can have women, you can have diamonds/

This is what sells, greed sex, drugs and violence/

Package these items get people to buy them/

And one day you can be an executive giant/

Produce and sell:/

Hook (2x)

Verse 3

Who at fault for ignoring/

Paul shooting ray for them jordans/

Is nike extorting/

Loyalty of a poor man's emotions/

Without them they feel less important/

How about the athlete/

You know comes from the same back streets/

You they could make those shoe a lot more cheap/

How about the rapper: they boast about evil/

They say the same stuff they got copied from kinkos/

Or what of the wealthy who keeps on complaining/

Ask for legislation and thinks that will change men/

How about churches they've become obsolete/

Lets call meetings just to talk about outreach/

Lets have more workshops, to hear more men speak/

Just repeat the deep thoughts a dead man think/

Who without blame here, i guess were all guilty/

In the core of man's heart we're all filthy/

Man has no standards, he thinks he own ways are the answer/

We all got a disease much worse than cancer/

Its beef with the father, he wants your allegiance/

We play the god role acting like we don't need him/

But he hates/