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Lyin King (Letra)

Jhene Aiko

Jhene Aiko

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Verse 1]
Okay, so you just
Go around breaking hearts
Just to see what is inside
Go around stealing em, feeding em to your pride
Did you ever stop and think that
I might really need that
To stay alive?
I’m starting to believe that
You don’t really see that
I had given you my life, oh yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
But it’s okay, I’m going to find my way
But as for you, I don’t know what to say
If you don’t learn, you’ll never know a good thing
You’ll never know a good thing

[Chorus]
You will never know, you will never know, no good
Never know a good thing
You will never know, you will never know, no good
Never know a good thing
You will never know, you will never know, no good
You will never know
You will never know, you will never know, no good
You will never know

[Verse 2]
Mr Serial Lover
I wish your mother
Loved you like I could’ve
That way you would’ve known how to love a woman
Mr. Conditional Lover
I wish your father would’ve stayed
I wish you never promised things
That never did come true

[Pre-Chorus-Variation]
But its okay you’re bound to find a way
Cause it will all come back around one day
If you don’t learn you’ll never know a good thing
You’ll never know a good thing

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
It’s okay, you just don’t know no better
You’re better off being alone
Hope you find comfort
In all of the lies that you told
You’ll never get it, I get it
I’m here on my own
I’ll be on my own

[Pre-Chorus-Variation]
But it’s okay, I’m going to find my way
But as for you, I cannot say the same
If you don’t learn, you’ll never know a good thing
You’ll never know a good thing

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Lyin King (Letra)

Nine

Nine

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Verse one:

I heard your album and i don’t believe a word of it
I think you’re soft like that trick, mother hubbard
Fillin’ the cupboard with gang goods
Like mother goose, who lived in a shoe;
Next door to your weak-ass crew.

Nine flew over the coocoo’s nest
Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird
I know you heard, as the world turns
8 million stories to tell, 7 and a half million lies
500 000 facts in doubt

Aaaarrgh!
Heard your album and i don’t believe a word of it aaargh!
Tink you’re soft like that trick, mother hubbard
Fillin’ the cupboard with gang goods
Like mother goose, who lived in a shoe;
Next door to your weak-ass crew.

Nine flew over the coocoo’s nest
Took a worm from the mouth of a baby bird
I know you heard, as the world turns
8 million stories to tell, 7 and a half million lies
500,000 facts in doubt

The well is almost dry, down to his last lie, why?
How many bodies you cancelled since your last video?
How many keys or dope did you flip in your rhyme flow?
Save it for david;
When you said it, never gave it a second thought
Fans bought the wolf ticket
Shitted on reality for fantasy produced *by tact*
Mr rough-records —
On a real island yo ass won’t be whilin’ and smilin’
Who’s the character?
With gold records and life still harder than artica
Niggaz is backwards, step in a revolving door
I sold drugs and wanted to rap —
Now niggaz rap and wanna sell drugs
Dem celebreties wanna be thugs
But when them slugs start flyin’
And the beef comes they start crying (sample of a cry)
(i knew he was lying)
Wishing, hard-core gangstas turn into born again christians

Chorus:
Who da lying king talkin’ about his diamond ring
Flipping keys killing all his enemies please
All you do is write rhymes
This fronting with yours is makin it harder for minez
You lying king.

Verse two:

No-body out there be mislead
So no-body out there be mislead
Stop lying y’all
Rappers be lying all the way to be bank gee! *that’s cool?*
Describe luchiano alamensky. fantasies!
Female mcs even ryhme about flipping keys
Couldn’t work a triple been, na mean?
It seems like keep it real
Means real bogus —
Real fake —
Outta focus when you wrote this
Half of the niggaz yelling blunts don’t even smoke this
I hope this get through, if you heard it
I’ll expose ya panties, by pulling your skirt up
Word up! i heard alotta stories
Alotta fake glories and unknown territories
It sounded a little fishy
Like red snapper, and trout
Niggaz is boneless, like filet
Soft enough to saute okay?
The sky is the limit:
Even i exaggerate when i create
But i don’t perpertrate and illustrate
To sound great, cuz it’s fake
I really will *make my take* and break ya neck in two
If you disrespect my crew
This is what i do, not physically
I’ll break you with the one-two
Who the hell do you think you foolin’?
I see though you coming from the *bing*
I hate the lying king

No-body out there be mislead
So no-body out there be mislead
No-body out there be mislead
Stop lying y’all

Chorus x 2