Pseudo - Emanon, Aloe Blacc, Exile

Death to the fake who be faking about they stake

And mistaken that Emanon is not flexing the raw

Real recognize that whenever we enterprises

We enter to mesmorize all the suckers and y’all

Better be giving props in the proper manner but man I don’t understand

How so many crews be comming out wack

But I guess it doesn’t matter about the latter they manufacture

A weak production matter of fact

Let me get to begin in on this and get to spitting in on this

The name is Aloe Blacc and yes I come fromm the Oooo

Range down in between the LA and the SD where the people be testy

Because they plastic you know

Major problem is that they spoilling all of they kids with money

Instead of making them work hard for the dough

But anyway they probably won’t never say what I say

Because they too scared to admit they might becoming PSEUDO!

We are turning (pseudo)

Everybody’s becoming (pseudo)

Nature’s dead (pseudo)

So we are (pseudo)

Everybody wants to be (pseudo)

Answer me this, what’s the point of popping the cry

If they ain’t paying you to pop it up inside your lyrics

Answer me this what’s the point of popping the gats

All up in your raps when on the streets you ain’t even strapped

Answer me this yo why you gotta spit about drugs

Slanging in your rhymes you know lying you ain’t a thug

Answer me this you came up cause your homey was signed

So why trying to act like you could bust raps you can’t rhyme

You a pseudo psycho I might go and broadcast a

Documentary about your fake ass you won’t last

Because the people be seeing through all that plastic

Take off the packaging sucka come out with some fat shit

That’s it, don’t even speak a word on the mic

If it ain’t true to how you live and verified to your life

Cause you a pseudo, psycho

I might go and broadcast a

A documentary about your fake ass with no class

There are so many

Fake ass wannabes

Far as eye could see

Why can’t they be real