28 Days - k** The Fake (seshoo) lyrics

(feat. Uzumaki) puppet on a string what do you bring, nothin everybodies looking for a quick buck and vbuffin the dick of the powers that be not 28D, conplacency is not my style as you can see, f** it that's not me it's like every time I turn on the box I gotta watch another manufactured band that s**s co*k gotta listen to s**ers who don't know diddley squat dance steps in their reps and no props go out to slop it's not fresh I got my sh** down on the road shoot yourself in the foot when you're talkin out your sphincter, boy just another toy and climbing out of the box you don't write sh** but you're convinced your sh** rocks now you don't write nothing leave it up to your puppeteers you better hope it sells now cause give it two years another humdurm throw away is what it becomes a ma**ive debt that someones got to pay at the end of the short day can't sell a record because you're so wak you could sell your soul can't deal with the payback