Cigarettes - Fort Minor

Man, I love this rap game mainly cause it's cool
To add a little spice to the life you've been through
Everyone exaggerates a tiny little bit
Make that shit sound more gangster than it really is
You can't appear weak man, we wanna hear street
We wanna hear you spit your thug over this here beat
Don't take it as sarcastic, I can't get enough
I'm telling you, you can call my bluff, if it's not ruff
Then I don't really need it, I'm not even ashamed
I got too much reality that's filling up my brain
So sell me on that product, I'm addicted to the game
Suck it up like a cigarette, light it up man

It's just like a cigarette, it's something that I do
Once in a while but between me and you
It's just like a cigarette, nobody's really fooled
I don't want the truth I wanna feel fucking cool

Let me tell you something that I realized tonight
My hip-hop radio's like Marlboro Light
They're both selling stories and they sound about the same
Cigarettes say they're safe, rappers claim they really bang
We don't care if it's true when we lay the money down
We don't believe the words, we just love the way they sound
They're acting we're like idiots, they're lying to our face
Maybe we are idiots, we buy it anyway
I'm running out to get the next rapper's CD
Just sucking up the guns, drugs and misogyny
The same way that I suck up all the stories when I breathe
That little bit of death supposedly cancer free
And everything they say's got the truth twisted up
But twisted up's what I want, man, I can't get enough
Cause even though we know it's all just a big bluff
We just light another up, what, we don't give a fuck

Man, listen to my words, listen for while
Lip service radio, don't touch the dial
If you're in the car, turn up the track man
Give your whole neighborhood some second hand rap, hey
Matter of fact, listen for a while
Lip service radio, don't touch the dial
If you're in the car man, turn up the track
And give your whole neighborhood some second hand rap