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taco hemingway - fake tits/ghosts lyrics

[intro]
who you think i am?

[verse 1]
why don’t you tell me who you’re supposed to be
’cause you’re a pair of fake tits on a ghost to me
you aren’t even half+real but most of you freaks
seem to be holding a belief that you were chosen to be
the messiah, huh, a bunch of mice and liars
i’ll confront you silly guys, set your wives on fire
you’re not who you think you are
you’re not rebels and fighters
but you’re still exposing me
to your irrelevant iq’s
fake f+cks, see american idol, i would
much rather leave and ride to h+ll on a bike, fool
those people should be charged like felons and iced, too
i’m not harsh, maybe the devil’s a nice dude
my rhymes, they’re not medicine, mind you
they can heal your soul, but they can tear it apart, too
i’m a motherf+cking liar, but i hate being lied to
i’m a hypocrite, sh+t, i’m a h+llish disciple
i’m not an idol, i’m merely a guy who
keeps track of his own thoughts
man, i’m letting my mind move
if i don’t succeed, brother, f+ck your needs
f+ck the world, f+ck the kids, f+ck the girls
i’m getting mad now, something struck my nerves
looks like i gotta calm down, puff some herb
listen, head, you’re out of luck, you heard?
heart turned to the brain said: „f+ck you neeeeeeerd” (yeeah)
’cause it’s not your turn, so act
like a d+mned soul, brother, drop and burn
some things just never change
like they’re rocking a perm
and this is just one of the lessons
you’ve forgotten to learn
i got some news:
if you follow the herd
usually the case is
you abolish your views, you see
if what i’m saying is appalling to you, it’s okay
just have some decency, don’t call me a fool, you freak
hate spewed with a horrible tone
but i will never listen to it, i’m immortal in stone
because i am still growing strong, like my horrible poems
so bring the fire, baby boy, i gotta roast the opponents (yeah)
you keep knocking on the wrong address
like the jehovah boy saying that his god’s the best
mick, jaggering me, can’t you hear me knocking?
i don’t give a f+ck and the whole village is talking
i’m mine, not your somebody
3 o’clock, get your books, go home and study
be a man, get a job, bring home the money
i don’t want your lifestyle, ’cause you folks are lonely
and mostly phony and most of you don’t even know me
so go teach somebody else about this false baloney
you’re forcing on me
i’mma pause your boring monologues
’cause, oh my god, i am grossly stunning
fake tits on ghosts, yet awfully boring
take a lookie here, i even look awesomely yawning
you call yourself the boss quite a lot
but i would like you stop
you’re like michael scott
but not even funny

- taco hemingway lyrics

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