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Lyrics of "Sell Out"
(VERSE 1)
now I don't know about you but I could use few new
articles of merchandise like TVs, PCs and shoes
and the statement that money doesn't buy happiness
is straight up ridiculous every way that you can look at it
yeah the truth is I'd prolly sell out if I
could rid myself of havin the urge to knock a bitch out
If I could, I would act and grow a big fro,
put on the gold and blaze indo
but I can't get passed the fact that every face I see I want to smash
into a pile of sharp, jagged and broken glass
and what's worse, instead of going for fame
I openly admit I hate everybody in the fuckin game
If I could I would act like I care about hair-dos
and claim that I'm the hardest mother fucker since zues
I would lavish myself in fine jewelry and cheap hoes
I'd rather see the world blow up and be a ghost
(CHORUS)
Would I sell out, Well I probably would if I could
but I aint got a big chance of doin any kind of good
Would I sell out, I don't know if I would fit in
I'd probably set flames to the fuckin studio I work in
Would I sell out, I would love to take your money
but I don't have the ability to be phony
Would I sell out, well I probably just might
so I can use all the profit to destroy mankind
(VERSE 2)
At a rap show, yeah I probably stand out
cause I'm the only mother fucker without gold in my mouth
I prefer not to chew on rocks,
honestly anybody that does can eat a cock
I been known to not be typical to trends
rather take this microphone cord and strangle all your friends
It all depends what you want outta an emcee
If you lookin for the typical shit, then just leave
I'm a veteran of being better than ever when
everyone's hatin' together on anything clever
I never said I was head of my generation
I said I was hatin bitches promotin your population
Should I sell out? It wouldn't last long
I'd probably quit after I get rich off one lame ass song
and sell my ring tones for 500 percent above the actual track
and sit back and relax
(CHORUS)
Would I sell out, Well I probably would if I could
but I aint got a big chance of doin any kind of good
Would I sell out, I don't know if I would fit in
I'd probably set flames to the fuckin studio I work in
Would I sell out, I would love to take your money
but I don't have the ability to be phony
Would I sell out, well I probably just might
so I can use all the profit to destroy mankind
(VERSE 3)
I could make a track about a bitch, and how they're so delicious
throw in a line or two about a thug (vicious)
talk about the same ol' shit, my 20 inch rims and
whatnot, and how I'm a pimp, straight outta beaumont
california that is, a place that's filled with fags
and pigs and fake tits and skank tricks
where breasts are as fake as the grass
and a bitch on the street is cheaper than a gallon of gas
I could make the same duplicated, fabricated song
that you hear on the radio all day long
it would include a cheap, non-musical beat
and every line would have the word "street"
I could pay the radio DJs,
to say that I'm the next big thing since MJ
I better just keep my style in the underground
or else I'd prolly get sued for being too profound
(CHORUS)
Would I sell out, Well I probably would if I could
but I aint got a big chance of doin any kind of good
Would I sell out, I don't know if I would fit in
I'd probably set flames to the fuckin studio I work in
Would I sell out, I would love to take your money
but I don't have the ability to be phony
Would I sell out, well I probably just might
so I can use all the profit to destroy mankind
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