Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.K.E.

[Intro:
So I was trying to up with an acronym for F.A.K.E.
that's half these motherfuckers out here
And I they be False Advertising, Killing Expectations
false advertising, killing expectations

[Hook:
Nigga I ain't perfect, but perfect
So all lies you telling, it ain't worth it
Tell me why you false advertising, killing
advertising, killing expectations
You're so fake, so
Why you so fake? Why you so
I you slipping
advertising, killing expectations
You false advertising, killing
So

1: DeStorm]
I see you got so many on Instagram
Thirteen likes, that's an
Two to comments on your mentions, ma'am
Retire girl, get a better pension
That bell won't save you,
Go and tell 'em that bag Canal Street
Those fake red you got 'em in the alley
Really? on a four-figure salary?
Facebook frontin' like you out in Cali
But your bills being paid by some nigga in the
Driving his Coupe, he put you school
Now you owe him head, you ain't on Mae
I'll 'bout these dudes, though
All the you say ain't true, yo
You say you had a table at the club
With the ballers kickin' judo
Lies, lies, all of these lies, Pinocchio, all of these
you on your grind on the music biz
Telling every you got a movie script
And truck ain't yours, it's a rental
Fucked up teeth, nigga, focus on your (damn)
When shorty out cause she's sure to find out
You ain't got no words a fuckin' instrumental
These men are just fake, these women are
Even your pastor and fake
We're all insecure, I don't what you say
nigga need a boost (energy shake)
And I ain't gon' front like I lie
Got 20 of J's, four fly new rides
Clipping that that wasn't in the budget
But say "fuck it" 'till I kick the bucket

[Verse 2: Talib
Why you to the people?
lack of trust like you eyeing for the peep hole
Thought you was bubbling like
Living by the G code, really you informer like Throat
Steady telling on yourself, you in with police
Cause your time lying like a peep show
Now ma'fuckin' ass out
Get Deboed by the government the repo
Your fake tales the state pen
Have all been revealed now your preparing a statement
Fuck this, we ain't your case
Can you stare in the face of the death you're chasing
like the emperor with no clothes
These hoes get exposed like the naked
I gotta do some praying, hate is what's
In the place trust gets taken
Dedication, real recognize and I know it on a first name basis
Man, your is Fugazi
If truth is place I'm a native a reservation
Niggas swear they got beef like a butcher blood on an apron
But they're faker than veggie bacon with they Miss accent
"Call me now," a blood clot, you're faking
I ain't perfect, just working nonstop with no
Feeling a prisoner with no visitation
Angel in one ear, the other ear the whispers of Satan
I'm impatient, so I'm taking it now, no
Fuck advertising, killing expectations, hey!