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letra de lie, cheat, steal - sacred hoop

[intro]
for most of these folks here, it’s all about the social aspect
this massive party
they come to see, to be seen
all 168,000 of them
it’s all about who you know
what level of access you have based on the price of your ticket, or the caliber of your bread
this massive party, in fact it’s almost like spring break out here

[verse 1]
someone tell that girl that areola is showin’
i talk potent for the moment, and she let me hold it (oh no!)
she’s into my adam, and adam in creationist
half a box of rubbers and i used all six
comin’ up for slummin’, i servе the summons on
babysitters, nature lovеrs, and [?]
you wit’ it, young baby
can’t pass on potatoes and steak
“your rap is fake,” b-tch, so is your heartache
on it like glue, i’ma bang that gong
but you can straddle tennis nets, so sing that song (oh no!)
let me get to town wit’ ya’
all i wanna do tonight is smoke, and drink, and feel down some part of ya’ body
leave ya’ party, just come with me
i seduce you slow, so subtly
cause the truth come out, ultimately
but you won’t give a f-ck by the end of the week
(yo-yo-yo-yo)
-record scratch-
[chorus]
so, lie
if you get accused, if something goes wrong, cheat
if you can’t sing it like your old song, still, take that
still, don’t fidget, don’t snitch, don’t squeal
be real when you have to lie
if you know they can’t prove sh-t
remove all doubt in their mind, and leave ’em clueless
cheat
break rules, stay loose
and if you see me comin’, keep your daughter in a noose
still, take that
still, don’t fidget, don’t snitch, don’t squeal -scream-
be real when you have to

[verse 2]
ball your fist and get ready to rhyme
to reach a whole new peak, for the meek and blind (oh no!)
its your boy luke-sick
tú eres loco
welcome back the prodigal son
now i come from a new time, come from bein’ broke
[?]
where we [?] bust through the front of your home
in the kitchen like thanksgiving dinner with the fixings in the valley
gag me with a spoon, and like b-tch
in one day i’ll be the baby, nestled deep in the womb
while the bodies pile up, building four more tombs
in the dungeon
it ain’t all about money grubbin’
undo my belt, reach in, and start rubbin’
[?] the southern belle, ripe and fresh
you ain’t rollin’ wit’ us, you’re the type to get left
came back at the dawn of an era
just to scare the big american robot to redefine terror
[chorus]
so, lie
if you get accused, if something goes wrong, cheat
if you can’t sing it like your old song, still, take that
still, don’t fidget, don’t snitch, don’t squeal
be real when you have to lie
if you know they can’t prove sh-t
remove all doubt in their mind, and leave ’em clueless
cheat
break rules, stay loose
and if you see me comin’, keep your daughter in a noose
still, take that
still, don’t fidget, don’t snitch, don’t squeal
be real when you have to
lie
cheat
steal
be real when you have to
lie
cheat
steal
-record scratch-
(oh no!)

- sacred hoop

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