Songtext Falsified Lloyd Banks

Falsified

Uh, I'm cruising 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 working shoot through your supervisor
Choose your roster, line em up for me, (?) imposters
Moving trife, so fuck it, (snooze advice?), show me one (who's?) nice
(?) my vice
Don't play 'round with the veterans, you could loose your life
I'm future nice, I'm stepping on any, the bullshit you can write
New jewels are nice, never been in the negative, I've recouped it twice
My (fuze?) are bright, exotic (?), you on the hookah pipe
From coup to flight, my second year at it, I had (?)
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 making it big, but forgot to add up the (course of ?) paper
Too much trafficking from the city, ain't never talked to neighbors
Where superheroes turned bitch, like Schwarzenegger, nigga

Uh, I'm talking fly, I'm warning you, tell all your stories, walking by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
Niggas change before your eyes, let em tell you, it's falsified
We will never stop making history, get it all for mine
I can 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 paper?) is a force of nature
I made my way from extorting 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 till' I caught some cases (Woo!)
Was often gracious till' I crossed the matrix
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
Fradulent snakes hiss (Ss!)
My hustlers 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 disgusting, I blow percussions
No adjusting, spin around at your head like a (?)
No corruption, there's a war on the block when the soldiers hustling
Load the Russian, it's about to get rocky for those who's bluffing
Hope to trust them, but it's always too late when they cross the line
You're forced to hide cause every statement you making is falsified, nigga

Uh, I'm talking fly, I'm warning you, tell all your stories, walking by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
Niggas change before your eyes, let em tell you, it's falsified
We will never stop making history, get it all for mine
I can 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 and (parts?) the sky, then magic happens sparks'll fly
My marksman eye, (?) bigger picture, meet my darker side
(?) 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 (?) with (?) pounds of pressure, you never (?) the same
Karma's a boomerang, bet it all I'ma do my thang
(?) 47's up, artillery out of the (?) lane
Rapping lord with the catalog, fandom could (pick in threes?)
Stay alert from the sneaky thieves, deep pockets and sticky (?)
There's perks that come with being 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, (?) my shit in two different leagues
(Mine is somebody's bidness, separation is six degrees?)

Uh, I'm talking fly, I'm warning you, tell all your stories, walking by
There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside
Niggas change before your eyes, let em tell you, it's falsified
We will never stop making history, get it all for mine
I can 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