Fake Mutha (Envy)

[Verse 1: R-Mean] Shit is wicked on these mean streets None of my friends speak We all tryna win But then again, maybe it’s for the best though Maybe its not Maybe all of this was just a test yo, ace’d it cause watch Mean a student of the game Teacher of the same though I say that with a grin but dawg, I'm bleeding, man it's painful Defeat the fallen angel Really there's only one goal Just a bunch of fractured creatures tryna become whole Envy ruined our people Money root of all evil But recognize insecurity's the root of our ego Living truly deceitful Masking the truth from ourselves No heaven in sight but I got a beautiful view of hell Lucifer knew me well but who can we tell You give the devil an inch and he'll truly be your ruler as well But fuck it though, them lames mortified Should have wrote these rhymes in chalk cause homie this straight homicide [Hook: Jason French] Everything revealed in time Envy that you kept inside Me say, no don’t you go and try to hide Cause you a fake muthafucka, fake muthafucka [Verse 2: Game] Angel wings on the Ghost And you can get something identical to this bitch for the coast nigga Razor blades at your throat Guess I been to New York city too much in my lifetime Smuggle raw uncut cocaine through the pipeline A1 perico , tell 'em sell it at the right time Infiltrate the block with base like it's '99 Eddie Bauer Explorer, the speakers blaring Nas Turn it up so I can run in the spot, finish the job Pull burner, she like "whoa" Fuck is you, Black Rob? If so I'm a Bad Boy, it's time to twist the knob Empty the clip then cut the tip off of my cigar Hard to stomach when you pussier than your woman Different strokes, different folks, long way from Philip Drummond Ay R play look out, blast if they start running And let a nigga know if cops coming Westside nigga, what [Hook: Jason French] Everything revealed in time Envy that you kept inside Me say, no don’t you go and try to hide Cause you a fake muthafucka, fake muthafucka [Verse 3: R-Mean] The flow polished and purified but dirty as sewer streams Menages with broads wishing there was two of Mean I stay up in your bitch like Nuvaring Hurting, for certain You fake muthafucka you deserved it I seen the true colors hide behind ‘em, what he figure Secrets floating to the surface like they dead bodies in the river There's the devil, seen ‘em grip that steel All I know is people get fake when shit gets real For real, this fucker mad dogged me Never rode a damn Harley but I been a son of anarchy Sometimes I wonder where your damn heart be Cause you can diss me but disloyal is something that you can’t call me You disgust me acting so distasteful It's really a disgrace how we diss grace though You mis-raised, six faced, bitch made ho Jealous eyes tryna jinx me, no Your crew hating We bomb on these suckers see my crew's Kuweitin' Jordan, Baghdad Hit the mall, tell Jamal, them Jordans, bag that Envy in their hearts, real talk, and that’s preceded by a hashtag These cats mad, let the heater spark Fuck trust, even my own shadow leaves me when it’s dark I leave it up to God but now it's on Even when it’s my own at home Muthafuck a Fredo Corleone [Hook: Jason French] Everything revealed in time Envy that you kept inside Me say, no don’t you go and try to hide Cause you a fake muthafucka, fake muthafucka [Outro] A real recognize a real fake muthafucka