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fake image - thewatcherxegl lyrics

[verse 1]
fake image, your life is at sake so stay at wake
i lay awake as i overtake the radiopaque
f*ck your sh*t take, i calculate the estate
make you addicted to cigaretts and i’m the inmate
add some az, nas and then you got obliterated (get it?)
’cause you lack to understand of the theme i rap
sag yo’ pants, shoot ya, i won’t feel bad(haha)
i should stop with the rants, put you in trance
and you will have a slim fighting chance
i take the chances you hate taking (yeah)
i can see how you’re already shaking
i’ll await your birthday, and end ya, you fakе
it’s been the fourth bait that you should take
i hope you’rе up*to*date, or you need an update
let me inflate everything you need to locate
your fate is my trait, so let me end you in a breath
take some meth, by chance i might get some fans (perhaps)
but i need a person who isn’t an ant, you get my fact?
cause if i look at my rhymes, they’re just lines
rap is in my bloodline like carbine (uh)
i remember the good times, when i spit nursery rhymes
sh*t was fine, until i went to school
and saw all of you fake guys (true)
all of you brawl as if you’re above all
but you will soon fall because you’re talkin’ to a brick wall
get sucked into a wormhole talk sh*t and you’re gone
[chorus]
fake image, i’ll k!ll your lineage
here’s my after image, eat the spinach
’cause if you don’t you will be a fake image
see me on the streets, end you in a beat
egl will not fail, i say “f*ck tha police”

[verse 2]
all you wannabe gangstas wanna be haters
but they’re evaders, breakers, i’m not part of traitors
y’all are invaders, bringin’ out the calculators
’cause mind wins over these fakers
all of my vapors, stackin’ plenty papers
keepin’ it real like we appeal to raw deals
give me a feel, you’ll get real (for real)
we got s*x appeal of textin’ amy (uh)
wait, it was yo’ baby, now it’s my lady
i’m shady might’ve gotten rabies
being into younger ladies (my age group) so stop cryin’
y’all are buyers, hair dyers and fake liners
i’m the refiner of designers, or rhyme highlighter
ignite the songwriting fire and you’ll be called a biter
scared of spiders but callin’ yo’ self a rider
meanwhile i’m the ghost rider lines get tighter
here’s a sniper, fight ya, look out for the hyper
i’m the confident insider you forgot to say bye to
sh*t’s lookin’ dry, i’m the bad guy, at least not usin’ ai
i’m a samurai so be terrified if you’re not real (oh)
it’s a big deal on how to be unreal, get my feel?
gotta be on appeal i’m feelin’ surreal
i just explained on how to behave, i’m no role model
drinkin’ outta the eight bottle, switched my motto
now i just say “f*ck tomorrow” and hope i win the lotto
[chorus]
fake image, i’ll k!ll your lineage
here’s my after image, eat the spinach
’cause if you don’t you will be a fake image
see me on the streets, end you in a beat
egl will not fail, i say “f*ck tha police” (woo!)
fake image, i’ll k!ll your lineage (uh*huh!)
here’s my after image, eat the spinach
’cause if you don’t you will be a fake image
see me on the streets, end you in a beat (yeah)
egl will not fail, i say “f*ck tha police”

- thewatcherxegl lyrics

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