Pseudo lyrics

Death to the fake who be faking about they stake and mistaken that EMANON is not flexing the rawReal recognize that whenever we enterprise we enter to mesmorizeAll the suckers and y'allBetter be giving props in the proper manner but man I don't understandHow so many crews be coming out wack But I guess it don't really matter about the latter they manufactureA weak production matter of factLet me get to begin in on this and get to spitting in on thisThe name is Aloe Blacc and yes I come from the OoooRange down in between the LA and the SD where the people be testy Because they plastic you knowMajor problem is that they spoiling all of they kids with they moneyInstead of making them work hard for the doughBut anyway they probably won't never say what I say Because they too scared to admit they might becoming PSEUDO!There are so manyFake ass wannabesFar as eye could seeWhy can't they be realWe are turning (psuedo)Everybody's becoming (psuedo)Nature's dead (psuedo) So are we (psuedo)Eve
rybody wants to be (psuedo)Answer me this, what's the point of popping the crysIf they ain't paying you to pop it up inside your lyricsAnswer me this what's the point of popping the gats All up in your raps when on the streets you ain't even strappedAnswer me this yo why you gotta spit about drugsSlanging in your rhymes you know lying you aint a thugAnswer me this you came up cause your homey was signedSo why trying to act like you could bust raps you can't rhymeYou a pseudo psycho I might go and broadcast aA documentary about your fake ass you won't lastBecause the people be seeing through all that plasticTake off the packaging sucka come out with some fat shitThat's it, don't even speak a word on the mic If it ain't true to how you live and verified to your life‘Cause you a pseudo psycho I might go and broadcast aA documentary about your fake ass with no class