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Lloyd Banks ft. Ransom - Falsified Lyrics

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Uh, I'm cruisin' by ya
Took Banks for granted, got you too used to fire
New provider, cross paths, I'll prolly dropped a few screws beside ya
New supplier, war while you workin', shoot through your supervisor
Choose your roster, line 'em up for me, talent removes imposters
Movin' trife, so fuck your snooze advice, show me one who's as nice
The stu's my vice, don't play 'round with the veterans, you could lose your life
I'm future nice, and steppin' on any of the bullshit you can write
New jewels are nice, never been in the negative, I recouped it twice
My views are bright, exotic glue to light, you on the hookah pipe
From coup to flight, my second year at it, I had a lucra' spike
One of the last New Yorker top fivers, gotta salute me right
My favorite days are spooky nights, sneaker preferences usually Nike
Penalties for the wrong behavior, come meet the orchestrator
Dream of makin' it big, but forgot to add up the cost of paper
Too much traffickin' from the city, ain't never talked to neighbors
Where superheroes turn bitch, like Schwarzenegger, nigga

Uh, ain't no talkin' fly, I'm warnin' you, tell all your stories, walkin' by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
Niggas change before your eyes, let 'em tell it, it's falsified
We won't ever stop makin' history, get it all for mine
I'ma gather my personalities and reinvent them all
Can't trust nobody, gotta lean against the wall
When help is needed always seem to get the call
Sounds crazy, but I'm more comfortable with me against the world

See my pen and pad is a force of nature
I made my way from extortin' neighbors to porcelain vases (yes)
I torch your favorites and scorch your playlists, of course you hate this (of course)
The cost of greatness got me lost in hatred
Wasn't taught the basics 'til I caught some cases (woo)
Was often gracious 'til I crossed the matrix (yeah)
In foster homes with people I never trusted, but had my frosted flakes with (damn)
I can't relate with (nah), all of this fake shit, fraudulent snakes hiss
My hustler's spirit caused me to break bricks
Carnivores in them corner stores (let's go), so what you honor more?
Horror scores or the art of war (which one?), who got the problem, Lord?
There's no discussion, the flow disgustin', I blow percussions
No adjustin', spin a round at your head like a throw from Ruffin
No corruption, it's a war on the block when the soldiers hustlin'
Load the Russian, it's about to get rocky for those who's bluffin'
Hope to trust 'em (yeah), but it's always too late when they cross the line
You're forced to hide 'cause every statement you makin' is falsified, nigga

Ain't no talkin' fly, I'm warnin' you, tell all your stories, walkin' by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
Niggas change before your eyes, let 'em tell it, it's falsified
We won't ever stop makin' history, get it all for mine
I'ma gather my personalities and reinvent them all
Can't trust nobody, gotta lean against the wall
When help is needed always seem to get the call
Sounds crazy, but I'm more comfortable with me against the world

Uh, you speak my name, it parts the sky, then magic happens, sparks'll fly
My marksman eye, see shit with bigger pictures, meet my darker side
Ya rep is geographical, home with two different parts collide
Friends with a psychopath or two, family'll make your heart divide
You ain't know what to do with fame, 'specially when the rumors came
I switched it up, you mirrored it, monkey see, monkey do the same
This ain't the match you really want, pull up and see the Blue is flame
Meet your molars with eight pounds of pressure, you'll never chew the same
Karma's a boomerang, bet it all I'ma do my thang
Hit 47's up, artillery out of the cougar lane
Rappin' lord with the catalog, Phantom can pick in threes
Stay alert from the sneaky thieves, deep pockets and sticky sleeves
There's perks that come with bein' a stand up nigga, you get the knees
Don't want a motherfucker near me, bystanders don't get to sneeze
To be honest this shit's a breeze, did my shit in two different leagues
Minus somebody's business, still separation in six degrees

Ain't no talkin' fly, I'm warnin' you, tell all your stories, walkin' by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
Niggas change before your eyes, let 'em tell it, it's falsified
We won't ever stop makin' history, get it all for mine
I'ma gather my personalities and reinvent them all
Can't trust nobody, gotta lean against the wall
When help is needed always seem to get the call
Sounds crazy, but I'm more comfortable with me against the world

Writer(s): Christopher Lloyd, Randy Nichols
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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