Falsified

[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 fuck 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 bullshit 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 a Luka 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 bitch, like Schwarzenegger, nigga

[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

Niggas 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 shit, 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, nigga

[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

Niggas 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 shit 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 nigga, you get the knees

Don't want a motherfucker near me, bystanders don't get to sneeze

To be honest this shit's a breeze, did my shit 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

Niggas 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