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Sheeps in wolf clothing, But they don't have to be wearing fur
It don't happen in error or
Accident,
There's a reason that they called artists
Create a well crafted character
Fables for ankles, Deceit for feet,
So they can act like they run this town and be in the streets
The legs, shins... deception
Fabrication around the back and waist then
For the reprise, surprise, nothing but lies in them eyes
When you call em out, they'll deny fervently
And there's a big difference between hyperbole and when you lie purposely
I tell the truth, while they give another version of it
They create a persona, but what's the purpose of it?
When the burden of it
Just makes em nervous and it much harder to keep the truth from coming to the surface of it
You gotta know they bitter
Claiming they have a movement
With 20 followers on twitter
Holler if they iller,
I don't hear a peep
They livin in a dream world, their career asleep, here's the sheep
They kill these bars?
But Nobody felt what they were saying like playing Billards
But you can't blame em, or shame em
People just want to seem more important than they really are
Faking the funk?
You made a mistake from the jump
I hate it when chumps
Saying they Trump but then only being able to put $5 in to pay at the pump
These types of cats are the laziest bunch
Pits that won't behave, they say they got bad bitches
Dads name Richard, pissed em off, they got mad riches
And the only trains they running are Lionel
The truth won't give them the image they want, but Lying will
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