LIE-Z Fat Boys

Buff:
Lies! I'm sick and tired of lies!
Tellin' me the things you've got!
But baby, you ain't got nothin'...nothin'...nothin'!
Those lies! Won't you tell the truth sometimes?!
Instead of waistin' my time!
Just tellin' me those lies...lies...lies!

Buff:
Yo, I got it all!

Kool Rock Ski:
Man, you ain't got nothin!
You're lyin' through your teeth, in other words, you're frontin'
You thought I didn't know about nothin'!
Well, it's about time that the Rock says somethin'!

Buff:
Boy, I got money like Donald Trump!

Kool Rock Ski:
Yeah, right!
You're batting oh-for-one hundred, homeboy, your in a slump!
You shouldn't talk junk like that!
You been drivin' around in your grandmother's Cadillac!
Gold, flashin' on your chest!
Hold up! Is that gold?! Yo, that's paint! Who you tryin' to impress!
You been livin' like a perpetrator! You d-mn clown!
Yo, why you come around my way! You ain't down!
You're nothin' but a brother on a mission!
And I'm the type of guy that's dissin' your mission!
You liar!