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Fat Boys

Lie-Z

 

Lie-Z

(álbum: On And On - 1989)


[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies!
Telling me the things you've got!
But baby, you ain't got nothing... nothing... nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometimes?!
Instead of waisting my time!
Just telling me those lies... lies... lies!

Yo, I got it all!

[Kool Rock Ski:]
Man, you ain't got nothin!
You're lying through your teeth, in other words, you're fronting
You thought I didn't know about nothin'!
Well, it's about time that the Rock says somethin'!

[Buff:]
Boy, I got money like Donald Trump!

[Kool Rock Ski:]
Yeah, right!
You're batting oh-for-one hundred, homeboy, your in a slump!
You shouldn't talk junk like that!
You been driving around in your grandmother's Cadillac!
Gold, flashing on your chest!
Hold up! Is that gold?! Yo, that's paint! Who you trying to impress!
You been living like a perpetrator! You d-mn clown!
Yo, why you come around my way! You ain't down!
You're nothing but a brother on a mission!
And I'm the type of guy that's dissing your mission!
You liar!

[Buff:]
Yeah, he's a liar

[Kool Rock Ski:]
And I'm fed up, sick and tired of your lies!

[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies! Telling me the things you've got!
But, baby, you ain't got nothing... nothing... nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometimes!
Instead of wasting my time! Just telling me those lies... lies... lies!

[Kool Rock Ski:]
A funky, dope car, sitting on the corner!
You're chilling hard with the brand-new paint job!
People surround you like birds on bread!
The music's blasting; You're bopping your head!
A girls walks over and says, "Ooh, I love it!"
You crack a smile and say you just bought it!
And for your sake, yo, you hope and pray
They just don't take a look at the license plate!
Time is passing and you're still flashing;
The day is smooth; Your car is slamming!
So, what do you have to lose?
You pick a fly girlie up and put the car in cruise!
Destination love is reigning the spot;
Same old people, flocking and jockin';
Eyes wide open, lips are droppin'!
Somebody's getting suspicious!
Now, here's the plot! So, you better not miss this!
Your day was fun, but now he's gonna end it
When someone yells out, "Yo, your car is rented!"

[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies!
Telling me the things you've got!
But, baby, you ain't got nothing... nothing... nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometime?!
Instead of wasting Buff's time! Just telling me those lies... lies... lies!

[Prince Markie Dee:]
Yo, now I'm sworn to tell the truth
The whole truth and nothing but the truth!
To set me free! I see you're on a lying spree!
Now, you've done it, you're lying on me!
And I'll be damned! I'm not gonna have it!
Messing around with your low-life habits!
And if you confront me with your ignorance
You'll get body-slammed to the ground!
Pound to dust! So, bust what I'm getting at:
Speaking fiction? Man, I talk back!
Perpetrators! Preaching like phonies!
Enough is enough! It's time I got rough!
Snooping, sniffing, chumps are slippin'!
Girls are cheating! Others are thieving!
It's time to bring it down to a hold:
Lying to another to save your soul;
To let the truth run like a river;
From lung to tongue down to the liver!

[Kool Rock Ski:]
And will the Rock go out like a sucker?

[Prince Markie Dee:]
I'll never lie! Word to the mother!

[Buff:]
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies! Telling me the things you've got!
But, baby, you ain't got nothing... nothing... nothin'!
Lies! Won't you tell the truth sometime!
Instead of wasting my time! Just telling me those lies... lies... lies!

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