Lie, Cheat, Steal
Smoke from the loosie drift
Hold it like a crucifix
Blow from the nose
I'm a dragon to a gnome
Got a average of bein' excellent
The median just dope
Like the ratio of heroin to laxative that's sold
Authorities have spoken
Demanded your pure devotion
Get magnetized to the ground
While the falcons of murder close in
I chose to go guano
Y'all know, kinda bat shit
The bright lights of fuckery
Stuck in me automatic
I'll tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin'
A wild one who'll swim
Like directly after he's eaten
While holdin' a toaster oven
That's plugged with a fork in it
'Cause death by electrocution's like
Life in New York, innit?
Shoulda been a dentist, Mom said it
Pains the way that my craft expresses
Born in a little shop of horrors
That I can't even afford to rent in
Where's the exit?
Wanna talk shop, I can chop it up
With exacto touch, what's the rush?
Autograph skin flaps, tag 'em up
I don't brag enough, you defacto suck, hey
A lotta you new to the El Producto milieu
Kinda like, "Fuck is you?"
I'm a little black spot on a sun of lies
And I'm not too high to say I'm the truth
I line the booth to catch blood like a Bateman
Nathan sacred, I'll mace a play pen
Jewel runner bitch make the name stick
Not for sale, but I'm takin' payments
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
Everybody doin' it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win
I'm fly as a pegasus, that's no embellishment
I'm here to pain the whole game
Where the Excedrin?
Good pussy, good marijuana that be my medicine
And I'm a mixture of MJG and the Weathermen
A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries
And I love Dr. King
But violence might be necessary
'Cause when you live on MLK, and it gets very scary
You might have to pull your AK
Send one to the cemetery
We overworked, underpaid, and we underprivileged
They love us, they love us (why?)
Because we feed the village
You really made it or
Just became a prisoner of privilege?
You willing to share that information
That you've been given?
Like who really run this?
Like who really run that man that say he run this?
Who, who really run that man
That say he run this, run, run, run, run this?
Like who really fund this?
Like who really fund, who say he fund this?
Like who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl
Who to put on the "you can't come" list?
Now don't be silly
Who the fuck gon' bully me if I got a billy?
If I got a billy and the bitch recording me
I'm like who cares?
What I wouldn't be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin' scared
So the question is
When Don's at home with that traitor ass bitch alone?
Who's that voice on the side of the phone
That shakes and rattles his bones?
Could it be the man behind the man
Behind the man behind the throne?
Gone (gone, gone, gone)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
Everybody doin' it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win
Everybody doin' it
Everybody doin' it (doin' it)
Everybody doin' it
Hold it like a crucifix
Blow from the nose
I'm a dragon to a gnome
Got a average of bein' excellent
The median just dope
Like the ratio of heroin to laxative that's sold
Authorities have spoken
Demanded your pure devotion
Get magnetized to the ground
While the falcons of murder close in
I chose to go guano
Y'all know, kinda bat shit
The bright lights of fuckery
Stuck in me automatic
I'll tea bag a piranha tank, heart barely beatin'
A wild one who'll swim
Like directly after he's eaten
While holdin' a toaster oven
That's plugged with a fork in it
'Cause death by electrocution's like
Life in New York, innit?
Shoulda been a dentist, Mom said it
Pains the way that my craft expresses
Born in a little shop of horrors
That I can't even afford to rent in
Where's the exit?
Wanna talk shop, I can chop it up
With exacto touch, what's the rush?
Autograph skin flaps, tag 'em up
I don't brag enough, you defacto suck, hey
A lotta you new to the El Producto milieu
Kinda like, "Fuck is you?"
I'm a little black spot on a sun of lies
And I'm not too high to say I'm the truth
I line the booth to catch blood like a Bateman
Nathan sacred, I'll mace a play pen
Jewel runner bitch make the name stick
Not for sale, but I'm takin' payments
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
Everybody doin' it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win
I'm fly as a pegasus, that's no embellishment
I'm here to pain the whole game
Where the Excedrin?
Good pussy, good marijuana that be my medicine
And I'm a mixture of MJG and the Weathermen
A revolutionary bangin' on my adversaries
And I love Dr. King
But violence might be necessary
'Cause when you live on MLK, and it gets very scary
You might have to pull your AK
Send one to the cemetery
We overworked, underpaid, and we underprivileged
They love us, they love us (why?)
Because we feed the village
You really made it or
Just became a prisoner of privilege?
You willing to share that information
That you've been given?
Like who really run this?
Like who really run that man that say he run this?
Who, who really run that man
That say he run this, run, run, run, run this?
Like who really fund this?
Like who really fund, who say he fund this?
Like who in the world gon' tell Donald Sterl
Who to put on the "you can't come" list?
Now don't be silly
Who the fuck gon' bully me if I got a billy?
If I got a billy and the bitch recording me
I'm like who cares?
What I wouldn't be is on TV stutterin' ta-ta-talkin' scared
So the question is
When Don's at home with that traitor ass bitch alone?
Who's that voice on the side of the phone
That shakes and rattles his bones?
Could it be the man behind the man
Behind the man behind the throne?
Gone (gone, gone, gone)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
Everybody doin' it
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win, win
(Everybody doin' it)
Lie, cheat, steal, kill, win
Everybody doin' it
Everybody doin' it (doin' it)
Everybody doin' it
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Santigo Render, Jaime Meline, Boots, Torbitt Castleman Schwartz
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- RTJ CU4TRO
- RTJ4 (Deluxe Edition)
- ooh la la (feat. Lil Wayne, Greg Nice & DJ Premier) [Remix]
- JU$T (feat. Pharrell Williams, Zack de la Rocha) [Toy Selectah Remix] - Single
- ooh la la (Mexican Institute of Sound Remix) [feat. Santa Fe Klan & Mexican Institute of Sound] - Single
- JU$T (feat. Zach De La Rocha & Pharrell Williams) [What So Not Remix] - Single
- the ground below (feat. Royal Blood) [Royal Jewels Mix] - Single
- No Save Point (From "Cyberpunk 2077") - Single
- RTJ4
- Ooh LA LA (feat. Greg Nice & DJ Premier) - Single
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