Maker - The Network lyrics

Don't you love it when I hate you and choke your brain You know it's hip hop cause I spelled it wrong Naw, glam glitter b**hes hit the road to fame Game's spinnin in a circle till it's loced insane Flawed thought walked in the middle of the talked bought brought Brang and taught as auction block Nauseous slop The marquee spot The coffee's hot The offer's not The faulty top In tangy malty froth Come to salt these crops Bobby socks change to Barbie stocks With the stop dot dot dot dot plus go to commercial Your work load fold, don't you turn the dial Run a mile in a circle, unlearn a child What you earn when you burn into ashes in urns With the dirty cash, smirkin murder smile That's when the party stops In the Audi ox Plus the blazin hot Bacardi stocks Marky Mark rock the same chop block (Way back in the day?) Don't you hate it when I love you and probe your dreams You know it's hip hop when it's out for self Singing double thinking time Slingin choking screams Going once going twice Oh, it's sold for cream Sing along with the pawns of the broken king Seen the check comin, runnin, then he sold his queen To the piece with it's claws in the golden screen Think long, think wrong, what the vultures teach Floatin thousand dollar liquor, while your culture sinks Beep beep in the jeep, why you focusing? I never ever let you roaches see the lotus leaf Who freed you from the mold so your soul can sing? I showed you wealth, in a way, it's what you owe to me If you leave now, please, now it's only me Don't release that remote, where you going, B? All alone I can't control my control machine I thought you loved it when I hated you and sold you things Don't leave me dog, I need you like this golden bling Like a hole in the dome, and a phone in the jet And a step to the edge, till I know you bleed I got rims on the yacht Spinners on the watch Trigger on the cops Dinner on the moon Been around the world in a pearl balloon Saloon stocked, on the rocks, and you heard the tune