They Lied

They Lied

It ain’t how you die, it’s how you breathe
It ain’t what you take
It’s what you leave and conceive
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid

Eh yo Slug
I used to know this girl named Dawn
Back in the day she had
Love and everybody was fond
See Dawn was the bomb
Her attitude it was calm
Her heart was warm though with the
Wrong peeps she tagged along
Now she’s gone, long passed away
She kicked it with this kid named Andre
Who lived life the wrong way

I know that kid
Seemed as if he had no insecurities
Acted like he was the mac mixed with Hercules
Disturbingly flow just to hold
The title "Fly cool"
The first one to tow the tool
Freshman year in high school
Now mind you, this was back a decade
We was thinking girls, music, shoes
Andre was thinking get paid
But let’s say my man just had
A knack for acting ill
To the level of immaculate as if
It was a practiced skill
He’d have to fill your head with tales
Keep a rep from getting stale
Fourteen, said he spent his
Winter break in jail as time goes by
The lines that try to differentiate
The fake from truth get loose
So what’s the use?
Kid was living on the rails
Cause he chooses to
Goes to jail, comes back with juice
Crews enthused
Who knew the bruise would heal so quick?
Who knew the passion would become fashion
And get you fastened onto his dick?
You might as well have let him penetrate
The situation shook me
Looking at rookies that try to emulate
One sets the standard
The weak randomly follow space ain’t shit
Some kid’ll take your place tomorrow
The cycle never stops cause
You can’t recycle styrofoam
I still see Andre nowadays
He fucks with microphones

Man, they lied, it ain’t how you die
It’s how you breathe it ain’t what you take
It’s what you leave and conceive
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid

They lied, it ain’t how you die
It’s how you breathe it ain’t what you take
It’s what you leave and conceive
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid
What you got ain’t nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid

They lied, it ain’t how you die
It’s how you breathe it ain’t what you take
It’s what you leave and conceive
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid

But the sun will come out tomorrow
And you can bet your
Bottom dollar that tomorrow
There’ll be someone that’s harder than
Me and smarter than me
And stronger than me and lasts longer than me
So check my fate
Wide awake but feels like I’m sleeping
Trife life can’t catch a wife
That’s really worth my keeping
It’s deeper, I peep it
I seem to need to understand
How am I gonna explain to my
Seed I was the man?

Wirth Park killings
Suicide in crystal court buildings
Young villains holding guns without feelings
Dealing crumbs of demons to those fiending
Lost in dreams when the pressure hit
I mean the fan hit the shit but when
The shit hit the fan that was it
Flipped out, you tripped out
You couldn’t handle it
Addicted to life dismantlement
? from distortion to brain
Abortion forcing to perish
Life’s to cherish, the moments too little
The path is brittle for those
Who chose to walk hard
In regards to those who front
Stunts get elderly
Propelling me to disappointment
Could’ve been avoided
By egos posing lethal with weapons
Deceptions are ill
Revolve around intentions to kill
Gots to chill on that level or
End up with the Devil
Digging your grave somewhere in the middle

It’s no riddle, they lied
It ain’t how you die, it’s how you breathe
It ain’t what you take
It’s what you leave and conceive
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid

They lie, it ain’t how you die
It’s how you breathe it ain’t what you take
It’s what you leave and conceive
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid

What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it
Present it, it ain’t where you’re
From, it’s where you been, kid
What you got is nothing if
Your soul don’t represent it present it