Story Behind The Song

It's about fake people that act like you.

Lyrics

Life got me choked up
People all day in my earlobe like Kev you need to grow up
Pockets not grown enough
So I e-m-b-ark to flood the market like Noah
Now my pockets blown up
And these same cats at my back is now mouthing the words so what
Thought Kev'd fold up
I got too much going on right now can't even say told ya
Sike told you I can
Mic stand on my back so behind me got a weapon like he-man
Life like depends
I been through some shit and I had to sit on it like revenge
Had few real friends
More fake ones can't break some til fresh baits reeled in
See who's real when
You're falling down smiles is frowns and it seems fates sealed then

Chorus:Everybody hear don't like me
Smile in my face but I know they really think
They really want to fight me
Gonna pretend it's all love and we friends
While it appears that might be
Momma said you grown enough nowadays to notice how
Everybody hear don't like me...like me...like me

Girl from the past like yeah Kev I played him out
Spent too much time rapping what he thought about
Quiet pockets and a loud mouth
Watching TV pissed when you see me girlfriend whats all the hate about
For the record you ain't play me out
It was mutual a couple things we figured we couldn't work it out
Now magazines got me laying out
Oh yeah your boyfriend after me ain't it about time he came out
You pissed at who
Along with your hates and your lies now you want to throw fits too
Let's think this through
Take it back it was you it was your voice your choice picking dude
You lose nowadays you feeling screwed
Me too it's just a different way then you
Available now that you feeling blue
How cool my watch the same way as you

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M.C.'s like damn Klassic pick a flow
Kick it though either 1 way son quick or slow
Original though I got options like pick or roll
Stockton or Malone take it to the hole
Here's a pass screaming good before the shots taking flight
No bricks no beats til the producer waives his rights
What it look like never be the shook type
Ask my chick even when I'm jab-in I hook right
Too many topics they can't keep up with me
I know it's taxing and I don't mean luxury
Though my bracket has got these other m.c.'s
Causing racket and I don't mean Agassi's
They mad at me cuz my musics Klassically
Composed like rap is supposed to be
The difference between me and he
He chose to rap look at me rap chose me

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