Your Favorite Rapper lyrics

by

Pusha T


[Verse 1: Alley Boy]
Yeah your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
Sneaks lyin n*gga boy I testify
I done seen you n*ggas kind before
It ain’t no way we could be friends, blood shed provoked
It ain’t gonna be a pretty picture I swear to God my n*gga
I f*ck with real silent killers you won’t hear my n*gga
Blood thirsty is the pack like a laughing hyena
You n*gga free b*tch I can smell the b*tch and the..
Here’s the bullet boys n*gga digging diamonds and d
I'm at the doorstep n*gga didn’t think I come
I’ll have a bottle with friends who betray the Judas
I got a real trap hell runs starters and shooters
These n*ggas lying through their teeth lining up on me
So we gonna ride in the street, treyvon martin f*ck peace
Religion war, crack epidemic
You rappers all gimics and throwin all twenty
This ain’t no pull out grill b*tch ey
This ain’t no rent payin b*tch ey
These n*ggas lying they ain't mercing sh*t
When I throw down he gonna sh*t and p*ss

[Hook]
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie x 8

[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie
You can double check this record that I stand by
How real is he if he been paying for his blood ties?
He blood in, he blood out at a blood drive
Red cross, blue shield, blue steel n*gga
Gunfight if you ain't' dead be still n*gga
And who is you to ever question who’s a real n*gga
You never been, you never was, you never will n*gga
Ha,Bought mama's Jag in '01
The only hits I had then was a nose run
Dropped "Grindin'", let you hear just how the dope's slung
Then Shot the video where I was buying my dope from
If that ain't' autobiographical the indictment mentions clothes lines and rappers too
Tell me what the f*ck I got to prove
To a mother f*cker with nothing to lose?
Never, Never been sh*t ever
[Hook]
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie x 8

[Verse 3: Alley Boy]
(oooooooh sh*t)
Desperado guns n*gga I got tools for dues
f*ck your labels deals b*tch we want ten mill for school
Your n*gga pus*y in the streets Hollywood they start
Your favorite rapper is a gimic n*gga see who you are
But if they say I'm a hater got the idustry fooled
No n*ggas use to f*ck with em say he used to be cool
I draw the line in the sand for them to make their move
I'm just let it get its best knights got real tools
But I ain't hypnotized you see the greed in my eyes
I’m from the streets where easy money be the reason you die
But I got real trust issues I don’t f*ck with these n*ggas
I keep these pussies all around me you ain't gonna sneak me n*gga
As the swisher burn slow, blood money count slow
Label duct taped industry n*ggas remain...
80 bands on my wrist b*tch please rappers hide it from jewlers
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[Hook x2]
Your favorite rapper’s a damn lie x 8
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