| Man, I love this rap game, mainly 'cause it’s cool
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| To add a little spice to the life you’ve been through
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| Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit
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| Make that shit sound more gangsta than it really is
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| You can’t appear weak, man, we wanna hear street
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| We wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat
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| Don’t take it as sarcastic, I can’t get enough
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| I’m telling you, you can call my bluff, if it’s not rough
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| Then, I really don’t need it, I’m not even ashamed
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| I got too much reality that’s filling up my brain
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| So sell me on that product, I’m addicted to the game
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| Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up, man
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| It’s just like a cigarette, it’s something that I do
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| Once in a while, but between me and you
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| It’s just like a cigarette, nobody’s really fooled
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| I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
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| Let me tell you something that I realized tonight
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| My hip-hop radio’s like Marlboro light
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| They both selling stories and they sound about the same
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| Cigarettes say they safe, rappers claim they really bang
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| We don’t care if it’s true when we just lay the money down
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| We don’t believe the words, we just love the way they sound
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| They’re acting like we’re idiots, they’re lying to our face
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| Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway
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| I’m running out to get the next rapper’s CD
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| Just sucking up the guns, drugs, and misogyny
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| The same way that I suck up all the stories when I breathe
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| That little bit of death, supposedly cancer free
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| And everything they say’s got the truth twisted up
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| And twisted up’s what I want, man, I can’t get enough
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| 'Cause even though we know it’s all just a big bluff
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| We just light another up, what, we don’t give a fuck!
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| It’s just like a cigarette, it’s something that I do
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| Once in a while, but between me and you
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| It’s just like a cigarette, nobody’s really fooled
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| I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
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| It’s just like a cigarette, it’s something that I do
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| Over and over, but between me and you
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| It’s just like a cigarette, nobody’s really fooled
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| I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
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| Man, listen to my words, listen for a while
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| Lip service radio, don’t touch the dial
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| If you’re in the car, turn up the track, man
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| Give your whole neighborhood some second hand rap
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| Hey, a matter of fact, listen for a while
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| Lip service radio, don’t touch the dial
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| If your in the car, man, turn up the track
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| And give the whole neighborhood some second hand rap
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| It’s just like a cigarette, it’s something that I do
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| Once in a while, but between me and you
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| It’s just like a cigarette, nobody’s really fooled
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| I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool
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| It’s just like a cigarette, it’s something that I do
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| Over and over, but between me and you
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| It’s just like a cigarette, nobody’s really fooled
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| I don’t want the truth, I wanna feel fucking cool |