Ransom - Falsified lyrics

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Uh, I'm cruising by ya Took Banks for granted, got you too used to fire New provider, cross paths, I'll prolly dropped a few screws beside ya New supplier, war while you working, shoot through your supervisor Choose your roster, line 'em up for me, talent removes imposters Moving trife, so fu*k your snooze advice, show me one who's as nice Excuse my vice Don't play 'round with the veterans, you could lose your life I'm future nice, I'm stepping on any, the bullsh*t you can write New jewels are nice, never been in the negative, I've recouped it twice My views are bright, exotic glue to light, you on the hookah pipe From coup to flight, my second year at it, I had (?) spike One of the last New Yorker top fivers, gotta salute me right My favorite days are spooky nights, sneaker preferences usually Nike Penalties for the wrong behavior, come meet the orchestrator Dream of making it big, but forgot to add up the cost of paper Too much trafficking from the city, ain't never talked to neighbors Where superheroes turn b*tch, like Schwarzenegger, ni**a [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Uh, I'm talking fly, I'm warning you, tell all your stories, walking by There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside ni**as change before your eyes, let 'em tell you, it's falsified We won't ever stop making history, get it all for mine I can gather my personalities and reinvent them all Can't trust nobody, gotta lean against the wall When help is needed always seem to get the call Sounds crazy, but I'm more comfortable with me against the world [Verse 2: Ransom] See my pen and pad is a force of nature I made my way from extorting neighbors to porcelain vases (Yes!) I torch your favorites and scorch your playlists, of course you hate this (Of course!) The cost of greatness got me lost in hatred Wasn't taught the basics 'til I caught some cases (Woo!) Was often gracious 'til I crossed the matrix In foster homes with people I never trusted, but had my frosted flakes with (Damn!) I can't relate with (Nah!), all of this fake sh*t, fradulent snakes hiss (Ss!) My hustler's spirit caused me to break bricks Carnivores in them corner stores (Let's go), so what you honor more? Horror scores or the art of war (Which one?), who got the problem, lord There's no discussion, the flow disgusting, I blow percussions No adjusting, spin a round at your head like a throw from Ruffin No corruption, there's a war on the block when the soldiers hustling Load the Russian, it's about to get rocky for those who's bluffing Hope to trust them, but it's always too late when they cross the line You're forced to hide 'cause every statement you making is falsified, ni**a [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Uh, I'm talking fly, I'm warning you, tell all your stories, walking by There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside ni**as change before your eyes, let 'em tell you, it's falsified We won't ever stop making history, get it all for mine I can gather my personalities and reinvent them all Can't trust nobody, gotta lean against the wall When help is needed always seem to get the call Sounds crazy, but I'm more comfortable with me against the world [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Uh, you speak my name, it parts the sky, then magic happens, sparks'll fly My marksman eye, sees sh*t with bigger pictures, meet my darker side Ya rep is geographical, home with two different parts collide Friends with a psychopath or two, family'll make your heart divide You ain't know what to do with fame, 'specially when the rumors came I switched it up, you mirrored it, monkey see, monkey do the same This ain't the match you really want, pull up and see that Blue is flame Meet your molars with E pounds of pressure, you'll never chew the same Karma's a boomerang, bet it all I'ma do my thang Hit 47's up, artillery out of the cougar lane Rapping lord with the catalog, Phantom can pick in threes Stay alert from the sneaky thieves, deep pockets and sticky sneeds There's perks that come with being a stand up ni**a, you get the knees Don't want a motherfu*ker near me, bystanders don't get to sneeze To be honest this sh*t's a breeze, did my sh*t in two different leagues Mine is somebody's bidness, still separation is six degrees [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Uh, I'm talking fly, I'm warning you, tell all your stories, walking by There ain't no more love to give you, my heart is crossed inside ni**as change before your eyes, let 'em tell you, it's falsified We won't ever stop making history, get it all for mine I can gather my personalities and reinvent them all Can't trust nobody, gotta lean against the wall When help is needed always seem to get the call Sounds crazy, but I'm more comfortable with me against the world