Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Liar's Anthem , by - Sho Baraka. Release date: 29.03.2010
Song language: English
Liar's Anthem |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| I step outta the front door |
| Music is inflating my ego |
| It’s hard to just let go |
| Beats bangin' thoughts in my torso |
| The streets then repeat it like echoes |
| The picture thats painted |
| It makes me wanna live life dangerous |
| It makes me wanna be rich and famous |
| I know it ain’t righteous |
| But they make it look so enticing |
| It attacks my ears like it’s Tyson |
| Takes a bite of my conscience |
| Watch me bob my head to some nonsense |
| Rob, steal, kill, and speak bondage |
| I could be truthful, I used to be silent |
| But its got your boy straight fillin' with violence |
| I’m using the ladies, I used to respect them |
| And now your boy say anything just to sex them |
| I used to modest, I used to be honest |
| Now I do anything to get those dollars |
| 'Cause I love… |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Record execs make a killin' |
| «Yeah we could pay you in millions» |
| Cash to the ceiling, don’t trust your conviction or feelin' |
| You’ll be just misleading some children |
| Their parents will blame you |
| You communicate what you’ve been through |
| They don’t understand you’re a black dude |
| And one that does rap too |
| They just complain and they hassle |
| They would do it too if they 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 and that handgun, everyone there saw 'em the same bruh |
| But 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, for people to buy them |
| And one day you would be an executive giant |
| Produce and sell… |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (Paul) |
| Who’s at fault for ignoring Paul shootin' right for them Jordans |
| 'Cause Nike extortin' the loyalty of poor man’s emotions |
| Without them they feel less important |
| And how about athletes, they come from the same back-streets |
| And they could make them shoes a lot more cheap |
| And how about rappers, they boast about evil |
| They say the same stuff they got copied from Kinko’s |
| And what are the wealthy, that keep on complainin' |
| They ask for legislation and they think that will change men |
| And how about churches, they become obsolete |
| They call more meetings just to talk about outreach |
| And have more workshops, and hear more men speak |
| And just repeat all the deep thoughts a dead man inked |
| Who’s without blame here, I guess we’re all guilty |
| In the core of mans heart, yeah were all filthy |
| Man has no standards, he thinks he has answers |
| We all got disease and it’s much worse than cancer |
| He speaks with the father, he wants your allegiance |
| He plays God’s role, yeah it’s like we don’t need him |
| But he hates… |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (what) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs (that's what they want) |
| Pimpin', pimpin', pimpin', murder, murder, sell drugs |