Hypocrite - Lyrics - O.c.

What Yea Yo, flaws and fallacies of life Material items and *** Beware *** Word up, don't let it getcha, you know? This *** ain't nothing One time, check him out Yo, you live the life of a hustle Not sympathetic to a user Making cats fast taking trips to Bermuda Elegant women, all lovely and feminine Houses with arces, and big pools for swimming in Big transactions, swiping all the action Driving a Benz and Lex, you be like maxing Jewels be on truck *** Rims with fat clusters Diamonds on your teeth, shining shimmers and lusterous And God's hanging sideways, holding your head high Cruising through a block, so you past a dreads Now the dreads are looking hard at your face Mr. Fly Guy Unaware tonight their gonna do a *** drive by Go home watch a sci-fi flick, with a chick, till 10pm, now it's time for you to dip Go round up a few men hold a classified Info inside, hand picked these ***'s you confided in the shippment To pick up quick, click off Clyde's Seven numbers for you if their gonna demise A scheme of betrayal Guess in your valley you was higher then self Work, short from another fly guy By george i think he's got it Chicks gooms and lump sums Trickering 5-0 wild to be like dumb dums One of the few never having a heart Issue was smart some *** with it Came to cash don't give a *** Attitude more money, and more money Dog days bright, and more sunny 4 in the morning drinking Seneca apple juice in the rent a car Neighborhood star, got riddled and scarred A lose cannon or cannons Over famish foe, became shaddow or did death and did (damage) Now I knew this kid true to life Word life, he preached righteousness and *** And turned to be a "Hypocrite"