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