Liar - Bizzle

What I want people to know is that don’t

Don’t support the phonies but support the real

You know what I mean, How can these people be talking

About how they so real that they don’t care about our communities

How can they be talking about what they all this the hood blah blah…

They don’t care about our communities, you know what I mean

Listen to the words people say in their lyrics

And tell me if that’s some real shit

If that’s real to you, you know what I mean

Listen to what they’re saying

Don’t just bob your head to the beat, peep the game

And listen to what I’m saying and hold us accountable for it

Thought to be a rotten egg hatched from a bad block

I found God and came back for the have not’s

I can’t necessarily brag like I’m that guy

But I refuse to be another one of rap’s mascots

They rap about the trap like it ain’t a bad spot

But ask when the last time they hand touch a crack pot

It’s either a long time ago or never

But if the money right ima rhyme about whatever

They rap about Glocks from a house on the hill

So they never hear the shots at night

You see the loud cries from a mother with a child in the gutter

Apparently doesn’t travel that high

I almost wanna cry but you would probably wonder if I’m acting

Because you are so used to rappers that lack passion

Your minds been trained to reject what I’m giving you

The Truth, And it’s nothing new it just ain’t familiar

The world so cold but for God I’m on fire

So ima tell the truth even if it makes you look like a liar (a liar)

Even if it makes you look like a liar (a liar) You a liar

The world so cold but for God I’m on fire

So ima tell the truth even if it makes you look like a liar (a liar)

You just mad I make you look like a liar (a liar)

But they gonna hear the truth from me

See I coulda sit back and let Jay be a liar

And say he diss religion cause he feel that it divides us

And you can sit back and be like it makes sense

But it doesn’t in a court where my Father is your honor

Now is it really cause you hate the separation

Enough that you can attack Jesus and make it blatant

But go through your career saying n’thin about the banging

You say it to the church but won’t say it to the gangsters

Jesus said love your brother, Banging says slay em with a case

So hatred for separation ain’t what we facing

So if he wasn’t which he is a mason down with Satan

You can break his statement down and see he ain’t who he portraying

His verse wasn’t even 'posed to go that route

But when the truth on the inside it flow right out

You gotta listen deeper, You gotta be thinker

And not be ready to eat anything rap feeds you

How’s this for the truth

I lived in the booth since 8 with big dreams of getting to the loot

And I figured all these rap spitters were the truth

Looking up to what really was a midget on a roof

They write down BS and give it to the youth

Watching kids go to prison while they sitting in they coups

Tell em you the boss and how your rich off cocaine

Used to be the law, pled the 5th like bro man

We more ashamed of being cops than drug dealers

We holla thug and try to hide the love in us

But I done had some conversations with the hardest

Some of 'em heart big they just trying hard to guard it

And I kinda feel that but I’m trying to kill that

Hide the thug, show the love

Why would you conceal that?

Even if it is real you are too grown

To not know that you wrong, it is what it is homie

Even though I was surviving the thug life

Everybody that was trying to be like me was going to jail

And then finally I went to jail

Even though I wasn’t getting shot up

They was all getting shot up

Then I got shot up

And I started saying damn

You know it is my fault

It is… it’s not my fault where I made it happen

But it’s my fault because I’m smarter than that