(lyrics are written by NATAS) well by now yall know i'm sick as fuck still lookin for a trick who wanna dick to suck bitch i ain't cummin on no 50 bucks you heard the new natas go pick it up bitches like you always lyin to people that's why i never treat'em like my equal i snatch they heart out they chest and rip it to peices got me feelin like i'm the feecis insane i'm the devils reject and bitches quit writin all those lies on the internet a pair of scisors is what i'ma bring ya then we can go google search for ya fingers oh i'm so crazy said you when i put a hole in the back of ya head too voodoo voodoo ya mom and dad they dead too

why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (now somebody must die)

why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (now somebody must die)

bitch why you gotta lie bout somethin so simple talkin wack shit'll get the gun to ya temple fuck you all up make you walk all funny shot him in his face now he talk all funny hollerin big shit about his muthafuckin tools flossin real hard like a muthafuckin fool don't he know the rules niggas like that get jacked out here we just don't care in the city of dope where it ain't no hope and trippin off smoke is how we cope puttin words on the street when you know it ain't true lie after lie even lied on ya crew now ya niggas wanna do you keep callin for the doctor just to do some voodoo got spells and remedies pills and potions that'll leave but hot slugs fall enemies

why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (now somebody must die)

why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (bitch!)
why you gotta lie (now somebody must die)

always tellin lies to people since you was a kid runnin round talkin bout what you did just a big name dropa shit popa pathalogical lya i gothcha no i don't wanna hear one of ya stories you just like to hear ya self talk you bore me muthafuckas talkin out the side of they neck just like jeopardy and alex trebek it's like they play a game who can lie the most you sound like a stupid ass talk show host run tell ya lies some more go promote me but i won't fall for the okie dokie i'm too lokie the rooms smokey all you tell the cops is (life is a joke, please) shouldn'ta promote me that's why i wrote these lyrics for you lyin ass hoes you can quote me


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Thanks to (V.J.Enrique) for correcting these lyrics. May 21, 2008

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