Pinocchio Mc’s

Verse 1:

Star struck artist gossip and floss
Who want us to worship the ice and frost
The price could cost twice as much then there worth
You get no props
I won’t purchase yo dirty work…it’s all false
Watch yo tape get tossed across the room like darts
Cause you start sp-spitten out those evil thoughts
Just to get up on them charts
Bringing down the art that we fought so hard for
Ya bunch of marks to me sound awful
Rappin with yo platinum cross on
Trying to be hardcore standing on all four
Like Krs One said – “you need to see God more”
Lying and keep flowing
Denying yo nose growing but all the pro’s knowing
That you ain’t nothing more then a wooden boy in a wig
Empty soul for the market to toy with….ya dig
And target the kids for the industry benefits
Doing what the next man did
So you can make your pockets limitless

Hook:

Pinocchio mc’s just watch your nose grow
Telling lie lie lies on the stereo

Pinocchio mc just watch your nose grow
Telling lie-lie-lie-lie-lie on the stereo


Verse 2:

Let me play the part of jimmy cricket
And pay you mc infants a quick visit
Re-write that sentence…what is this?
Bogus business - keep yo fairy tales out my district
They spit that ish like they loving it
Mc’s pulled by strings mimicking puppets
Don’t even know how their controlled by the government
Flow this and that so you can corrupt the public
Back in the day rap was on some rise-above-ish
Now mc’s only concern is the # one club hit
I don’t want this nothingness bumping in my system
I see more and more mc’s are falling victim
To tha serpents sick type of ve-venom that’ll get em
Spitting non-wisdom with some booty shaking women
Being driven by yo lies they conduct and grow, nonchalant
Non-stop non-talent now you’re falling off
Mc turn gangster don’t wanna be called soft
Took a few shots to your rips
Now you being haled off

Hook:

Pinocchio mc’s just watch your nose grow
Telling lie lie lies on the stereo

Pinocchio mc’s just watch your nose grow
Telling lie-lie-lie-lie-lie on the stereo

Verse 3:

Mc’s so deceitful their tongue will fumble
Mumble in vain in trouble again
From not containing they’re no talent fame
Challenge illusion brain to not delusion and stain
Falling in a state of confusion and pain
You loosen this game
Never to gain respect
Takes more then a rosary around yo neck
To get into heaven
So check yourself and step correct
Before the lies eject
Stuttering muttering braking into ah sw-sweat
Now you looking suspect displaying weakness
Betraying secrets like this could eclipse friendships
With your endless make believe fantasy field-trips
Deal with the facts not the fictional
Outcome critical when you’re not original
And falsehood is responsible
Should of listen to your conscious yo
And demonstrate, now I gotta terminate
Any previous statement of your greatness
To me is now all vacant with no use
Once you violate the truth
You take your own image and self-abuse

-Hook out