[Hook]:
Give it up for the hypocrites, that real love
Give it up for the hypocrites, that k** f**s
n***a what?
Wafeek's a monster, Allah Feek's a lyricist
But Feekee kinda lost it, he don't really give a sh**
A hypocrite, real love
Give it up for the hypocrites, that k** f**
n***a what?
Wafeek is conscious, Allah Wafeek is militant
But Feekee got a bomb b**h that'll slob him till he impotent
[Verse One]:
Yeah, three kings, poppin' thangs
Locked inside a lot of brain power
Our Documentary has got me droppin' names
Like The Doctor's Advocate, n***a this is not a Game
Got a lot of habits b**h, playin' ain't one of 'em
Girl's keep competing for him, just a bunch of greedy who*es
Fiending for that Feekee stick
Hotter than a demon dick
And when they finish swimmin' in my semen can't distinguish who they was
By they dental records or they f**in' fingerprints
Yeah, only thing let is to being
And I dedicate they being to Dureese who really needed it
I'm leavin' it to you momma, I'mma make the sacrifice
If Jay-Z is Jesus than Wafeekee be the antichrist
So grab them ice crucifixes upside down
Stick it in the ground when you hear that sound
Bwoy, not Beenie Man, Feekee mayne
Any man, woman or child that wanna see a change, speak my name
I'm pro black like I work for the Nation
So black like the birth of the nation, cold facts
Y'all cryin' cause them emo women want me
Slit they wrist when they horny, slit they wrist when they boring
I be boppin' skater hoes, shoppin' out at Trader Joe's
Got goth chicks givin' up head in the mosh pit
Don't get it twisted, I'm committed to sisters
But I'm addicted to b**hes, if the woman fine I'm color blind
[Hook]:
Only hypocrites, that real love
Give it up for the hypocrites, that k** f**
n***a what?
Wafeek's a monster, Allah Feek's a lyricist
But Feekee kinda lost it, he don't really give a sh**
A hypocrite, real love
Give it up for the hypocrites, that k** f**
n***a what?
Wafeek is conscious, Allah Wafeek is militant
But Feekee got a bomb b**h...
[Verse Two]:
Most U.S. MC's are not in the Marine Corp
You just MC and you ain't never seen war
I guess your weapon's like your musical instrument
You squeeze it make it c-notes, singin' a** criminals
Subliminally k**in' when you spittin' to the beat
The war in Iraq should be finished in a week
Bringing peace to the Middle East
Cause all your rappers got enlisted in the Army for the Middle East beef
Now 'Feek from the Middle West, geek with a little rep
Mind like a mountain, balls like boulders
You climbin' around 'em, y'all not soldiers
You're more like jesters, professional wrestlers
Or high cla** escorts, steady gettin f**ed by rich a** white men
Tryin' to get a buck off a modern day minstrel
Black and white people got a lot of grey issues
The evil that men do
See how they misuse stereotypes?
Through your stereo right? Now try comparing your life
To all the braggers
They be rappin' like they reppin' the street
You see the hood that made 'em platinum in that area is whiter than an Aryan
Neo Nazi
See the 70% of the people that bought me
You used over, crossed me
So what does it cost me?
They pay me for my ignorance
But I don't give a sh** cause I'm a motherf**in' hypocrite
[Hook]:
Real love
Give it up for the hypocrites, that k** f**
n***a what?
Wafeek's a monster, Allah Feek's a lyricist
But Feekee kinda lost it, he don't really give a sh**
A hypocrite, real love
Give it up for the hypocrites, that k** f**
n***a what?
Wafeek is conscious, Allah Wafeek is militant
But Feekee got a bomb b**h to slob him till he impotent