VERSE ONE
Man lies, women lies, man drives what women likes
Man buys a round and the woman lies down
Man likes womanʼs thighs, getʼs right, zips fly
Woman wonders why they talk about her in the town
Scratching down my mind, you could read it when I die
Iʼm trying to find the light, the truth is in disguise
DuraCell my mic, ʻcause the booth is energized
And I always tell the truth, even when I lie
Yep, itʼs all the time, Babe
Telling lies is on the rise, itʼs kinda like a crime wave
Televised at a high rate, hell if Iʼll be a mind slave
To politicians selling lies and always talking sideways

​VERSE TWO
Ok, I guess that I could do like 50 a day
If I tried, I could lie more than Ricky Gervais
Obscure reference, it is, I should mention that
That means that I can fib, like I invented it
Adorned in a uniform of unicorn tales
While I chase down lions and scrap with small whales
B-line to cap on felines and tall snails
For giving me the stink eye, salamander pink eye
Itʼs all well,
But the one in where I kung-fuʼd a panda is a tall tale
Call Cal Co., “Yo, we elaborate”
Construct a body of lies, plus we fabricate

THIRD VERSE
There ainʼt no stopping this, Iʼm rocking this to the populous
The metropolis is popping Chris like adolescents popping zits

Coppinʼ whips thatʼs top-a-less, to bump this loud like opera shit
And get high like a rocket ship, to my propaganda, politics
And all that I can muster in my rap attack, BIG Poppa shit
Rap like a Egyptian, in a sarcophagus
All up on my proper shit, ʻtill I get my pocket chips
Bank on my lips, lungs, tongue and my esophagus
And ʻSheed say that the ball donʼt lie
But the only guarantee is that we all gonna die
So if thereʼs one fact known, I be reppinʼ Dan Bones
Relentless, until the day that Iʼm breathless