| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate, you right» (You right, you right)
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate,» all night (All night, all night)
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| Self-proclaimed king of Maine, you don’t live in Wells
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| I heard you smoked it all, it didn’t help (Give it up)
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| Ever song «Lies Song»
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| You’re the biggest hypocrite of all timebomb
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| You always got an attitude, mad up at the beach
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| I know you’ve been teachin' gratitude and knockin' on trees
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| But you can’t see the forest through the sleet
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| Through the tourists in the street, actin' like it’s pourin' when it’s heat
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| I know it’s vocally dangerous to pretend you’re at peace
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| I know you socially anxious
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| You wanna leave the party 'cause you mostly angry
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| That was after dinner, not supposed to be hangry, lil bitch
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| At dessert? |
| What a douche, what a jerk
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| Guess all that knockin' on wood didn’t work
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| How you gon' preach what your ass can’t practice?
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| Wackness, mediocre rapper, good actress
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| Oh Ryan, you lyin'
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate, you right» (You right, you right)
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate,» all night (All night, all night)
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| Come on, bitch, everybody parents got divorced
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| Bunch of kids had free lunch and child support
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| Lots of moms on food stamps in campground sites
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| And you’re still whinin' 'bout your life? |
| (That's right)
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| You were s’posed to fade out and back down
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| And did, 'cause I can barely see you in the background
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| How’d you get there from here?
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| You’re still in the same damn town after all these years
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| You smoked all the woods, drank all the beers
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| And got boarded up like Sears, what a career
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| Always back gamblin', helpin'
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| How much you gon' lose this year bettin' on the Celtics?
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| You said you grind like skateboard trucks
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| That’s 'cause you spent it all and need to make more bucks
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| I wish somebody would’ve went and taped yours shut
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| Wish somebody would’ve went and taped yours shut (You lil hypocrite)
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| Oh Ryan, you lyin'
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate, you right» (You right, you right)
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate,» all night (All night, all night)
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| Liar, liar, pants on
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| You won’t talk about it so you hide it in a dance song
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| Cover up the skeleton, another happy anthem
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| You and lies in tandem, you gon' pull a handgun
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| Hold it all for ransom, everybody’s dancin'
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate, you right» (You right, you right)
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| She told me I’m a hypocrite
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| I told her, «That's accurate,» all night (All night, all night)
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| Liar, liar, pants on |