Too Many Lies - Bandokay

We're that two headed Fire breathing Dragon Beats like this keep my nuts sagging I've been all over like Bilbo Baggins I bent her over had that bitch lagging Cheat codes We keep toe tagging HBO movie life I hate bragging I keep three rolled We smoke wood cabin, ain't you from EO Maybe so who's asking Fell down in the forest No one heard us get up The winded wonderers Beside a fire Bearing a blunt Sky full of lighters Losing mine I Think lent it to ya I need it back I met my match All with some sticks and some shrubs As I walk through the valley In the shadow of life I take my chances At a glances I nosey sometime Like ay girl who's the bitch Who saying something Speak up You Talk today Don't walk away All of you some need Some Jesus Shot clean Keep killing these devils Shit creek We below sea level Ayo, ayo ayo AHH Ayo ayo ayo Ahh Ayo ayo ayo ahhh Ayo ayo ayo ahhhh They some imposters Man I swear they're tripping they be off that Ayahuasca Wet ass noodle mother lovers eating pasta Hit up my foes Met them at the rest spot Boy you make me wanna crack your head and make your neck pop Extra I just read the message Try they best to back me down How dare they try to press mua Kiss and tell It like it is Like Target practice Red dot Smarter mouth My rags ain't rich But i'ma wipe the rest cause there's Too many of us on this side Ayo ayo ayo ahhh Too many of us on this side Ayo ayo ayo ahhh Too many of us on this side Ayo ayo ayo ahhh Too many of us on this side Ayo ayo ayo ahhh Too many high Too many low Too many lie Too many won't Too many of us Too many of us Too many of us Too many of us

Once there were times Once there were reasons filled with rhymes Everything shared, everything told You keep me so warm Protect me from all those mighty storms And dreams seem so old So look at us now, just look at us now With our hands on our hearts And lines on our brow How many lies must we tell? How many lies must we see? How many times must we say, it's for the best? And leave truth as the casualty? Do you read through the lines Or believe the TV and the Times? Where can we find more ways to see? You strain on the truth And make believe all when you cry wolf And the lies you're giving me So look at us now, just look at us now With our hands on our hearts And lines on our brow How many lies must we tell? How many lies must we see? How many times must we say, it's for the best? And leave truth as the casualty? Oh, well the truth is hard So when they write the book Fiction's what you wanna be Well, it's your freedom of choice But you know that lies, are the cancer of democracy You've painted your face And now you've tainted your words And now you're ready and armed with love Well if you're head is steady And your soul is ready We're going up above So whatever you wanna be Just come on along with me If there's truth in our hearts Maybe we can break free How many lies must we tell? How many lies must we see? How many times must we say, it's for the best? And leave truth as the casualty? How many lies must we tell? How many lies must we see? How many times must we say, it's for the best? And leave truth as the casualty? How many times must we say, it's for the best? And leave nothing, yeah

I didn't mean to offend you But you were way out of line And I can't help this way I feel Who sad I feel fine? I'll only give you one warning Then you must realize The day of judgement is closing in Your selfish ways brings your demise He who lies Evil pays Who are you? Who made you anyway? Wrong or right Who's to say I wanna know Who made you God today Slave to the ways of the system Soon to be crucified I've seen into your darkest fears The ones you cannot hide I know where you go when Your fears start showing You run You cannot hide Will they respect you when You ask of the world 'Forgive me for so many lies'? He who lies Evil pays Who are you? Who made you anyway? Wrong or right Who's to say I wanna know Who made you God today Is there a need to pretend To be a man, so divine And even if I offended you My truth you can't deny I know where you go when Your fears start showing You run You cannot hide Will they respect you when You ask of the world 'Forgive me for so many lies'? He who lies Evil pays Who are you? Who made you anyway? Wrong or right Who's to say I wanna know Who made you God today

Ayy, Bands (Rah, it's BKay, you know) ayy Yes, Lord, ayy Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (trust) My young boy ching my man (ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies (nah) My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah, nah, brrt) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it) My young boy ching my man (ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (nah) Opp block, trip on a paigon's side (paigon's side) Watch the paigons hide (skeet off) My bro beat off at the paigon's ride Watch the car skeet off, fuck thе paigon's life Ever seen a g-lock get to aiming binе When I touch the g-spot, it's a "Shake you fine" Got the mash and g-lock tryna rave and that I don't care what he's got, man's just breaking spines Praise the Lord one time then praise Him again (Lord) He got bunned one time, bro blazed him again (bun) We do 'nuff gun crime, shells raining again Keep raining on them, I don't rate none of them (zero) Even on the backroad, I wouldn't snake one of them They was envying me, I see the faking in them G'd up, mazzaleen, now it's shaking again Need some extendos, haffi raise them again Where's the extendos to my twin rinse-off? I seen him run that way, where did his friends go? One shot, two shot, tryna hit his head, bro Put corn in your ears, you won't need headphones (nah) Could've left by now, still in your ends though Switch, nothin' like Nintendo My little bro let go, body blow, wet bro Bro made headstones 'cause he love wet zones And free Potter 'cah he love swing with it (swing with it) Probably swim with it He can talk duke noise, still bringin' it (always) FTO, SYM, bare vim with it (suck ya mum) Flingin' it, bro's pingin' it and chingin' it (ayy) Yo, see the LV pouch got a ting in it (watch it) But I hopped out and hopped back in, love trimming shit If it ain't that, he's ringin' it (ringin' it) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (save it) My young boy ching my man B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ying that, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) Praise the Lord one time then praise Him twice (ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) All now, we're still taking, saving lives (watch it) My young boy ching my man (ayy, ying that) B, I got so much hate for the paigon guys (ayy, ying that, ying that) I can't stand all the paigon lies My bro's tappin' a next paigon's wife Plus I'm up in the field, now, slap an .8 ting I don't really rate him cah the yutes hate him When I see his face, gotta decorate it (ying that) I told bro, "We're all one, no separating" (all one) The gang gets serious if we're all debating That's VWF, the G's loves shaving Rambos blazing, she keeps complaining She keeps calling me "Babes" when it's not a babes ting Ayy, gyal, lean with it, turn with it See a man and burst him G-locks, FNs, ZKs, hurtin' him (hurtin' him) Lurkin' shaky turbulence A lot of money, Farm Boys, and murderers See, the other opp boys just hurdlers (dickheads) I got kwengs locked up and burglars Like, bine, bine, bine (brrt) That's what you hear when the car was skidding Bine, bine, bine (brrt) That's what you hear when my mates try wig him Bine, bine, bine (brrt) We just gave him a shot and I'm sure it won't jam (nah) We just corned that punk cah he pulled that stunt (you know, you know) Made in a blunt, we just called him a cunt now both gyal Runtz (gelato) Shit, man Rah, it's BKay, you know Fuckin' hell

Bando (baow) Brrt, brrt, bwoy dead O way or no way (grrt, bang) (Yo, Jamskull, they're here) o's up or get soaked up (you know the vibes) Free Slim (gang, gang) Free the fuckin' O (baow, baow) Listen, yo, yo Eleven shots up out the glizz', my nigga peppers dons (glizzy) You know I got it if you see me with my leathers on (I got it) And we don't care about the time or the weather, don (nah) We get the drop, we're turnin' up to do you steppers wrong (listen) And fans asking if I'm beefin' with Russ Bands ain't beefin' with Russ, I let my killers hit your pathway (baow, baow) I can never have beef on the internet (why?) I'ma bad boy, I got beef up on Park Lane (npk) I ain't really got beef with the 9iners, they're tired I'd rather go pattern some next beef (listen) My nigga chef Sneakz, free him up so he can wet reepz (haha) If she's over there won't let the sket leave (dumb hoe) 'Cause if you're chillin' with the paigons (woo) Then we're gonna make your life a mayhem (woo) Gun powder, that's my fragrance (woo, woo) Another opp gotta rest in peace And if I buck you one on one, you think I'll let you live? (never) I guarantee I soak you up and leave you next to trees (ying) My niggas next to me and we ain't doing ecstasy (bun dat) We get the drop and do a drill, that's how it's meant to be (bang) Long live bro, all for you bodies garn drop (baow) The opps ain't safe even when they get their car washed (stab tyres) I need a milli, label said I'm not far off (ayy, ayy) The A and R's on my back cah I'm a star boss (bando) And forty bags on my neck, I'm only twenty, bro My killy's locked, still hear me on his stereo (free him up) They say I always pop o's like a Cheerio They got my name in their mouth, I'm like "here we go" (oi) I'm back and fourth in the booth, call it booth-trappin' (ayy) Spoke on my nigga's name, he done two slappins (baow) And you ain't never seen a glizz' with a laser (never) My little bro gripped that and had shoot at him They aiming for legs, we ain't giving no leggies out (leggies out) Hit his headie now (baow) Gunman will step for the kid and they ready now (ready now) Anyting can pop off, if so, get your readies out (ayy) Up the four four and cause nothin' but fatal damage (baow) They want war with the g's, you think they will manage? (never) This seventeen holds a lot in the clip, bro (woi, woi) We pull up to a function, at least eight will have it Bro's white Airs were lookin' like red forces They're hearin' it wrong, fuck your dead sources I'm making money now, I need a stead' mortgage (buy a yard) So I can live life and buy some red porches And why you preein' in the dance if you haven't got it? (haven't got it) It's gettin' people hurt, you fellas gotta stop it (for true though) We dance with bare Ramey's and a couple rockets (baow) I know the party's nice, but we gotta lock it (bands) Oi, oi Brrt, haha Head back season Pwoi! Protect your head back ha Pwoi! (bando) Free the fuckin' o Talkin' 'bout this and that Listen, gunshot