Passing Fads

[Verse 1: Pep Love] Here I stand, creeping out this rap landscape Full of them bullshitters, critters, them crooks and fakes I got my big stick, not on no bitch shit Fuck about a critic on a blog stroking his dick It's not about you, it's about me I guess you thought you was one of the Powers That Be We been around, huh, you new in town And I know soon as you hear that booming sound you'll be moving out They wanna go viral, I wanna go Hiero While they taking shortcuts I'll be on the highroad To my dream, with my legendary team To infinity we rise above [?] schemes I let these willows of the wisp disappear in the mist While the Sphinx and the Pyramid still here Yeah, like this Put the obelisk to the disk I still exist while they just [Hook: Pep Love] (Here today, gone tomorrow) They just a passing fad, we making classics That make 'em clap and dance Before you've even had a chance You was (here today, gone tomorrow) It's like here today, gone the next I want the cash, for bump the sex [Verse 2: Tajai] You're into me, I'm into you We done chopped it to bits 'bout what we finna do About we finna go, paper we finna check Whips we finna roll, girl is you finished yet? I ain't so easily gassed, I don't get pumped up All that drag sound like WAMP WAMP WAMP I know it's just some game But it's so fun to play I hit you with this thing and you gon' wanna stay So quit your wondering All that conjecture killing I got definitive proof and I'mma let you feel it You want to use me like a toy but I'm game though Oh he been there looking for some powerful graysco I'm trying to lose my socks, yeah but keep freedom You been trying to find forever, let me know when you meet him Yeah I'm a gentleman, no I don't mistreat 'em But I be in the win the minute that I beat 'em [Hook] Enslave the masses, bomb the rest [Verse 3: Phesto] I was stricken with the diction it was written An Egyptian inscription, their history is twisted Contradiction after contradiction plot is thickening Private prison industry complex is big business Propaganda, you just want to slander the image We kill a court through the speed of light, bear witness Coming through the third eye, the storm is Hieroglyphics Your nonsense with the highest form of assistance Dictators, traitors, imitators, haters Entertainers tainted by purveyors of the paper Them real gangsters international bankers Moving them tankers with flammable vapors Taxable capital gains, collateral acres It's a fool you've been tooled if you happen to be famous For fifteen sucked dry for their 'state It's their lasting legacy stainless, they just [Hook] You want the fame, I want the checks