Hypocrite (Akrobatik)

One, two Can you hear me? Yo, Fakts One's again, yeah Yo, my name is Akrobatik and I don't smoke crack I won't buy the rhyme if I think the beats whack I don't shoot smack or pop pills to get loose And I don't drink liquor it causes spousal abuse Plus I don't smoke cigarettes So you won't see me on the patch or chewing on no nicorette I don't pack heats, but if I did you couldn't hold it And I wont smoke a spliff unless I see you role it I don't talk shit, shit-talkers are mostly feeble Don't look down on my people, we all equal I don't watch videos, they all the same Don't preoccupy myself with glamour, fortune and fame The mic a fight but don't sleep the head skills is tight So don't be the one to break my peaceful streak, aight? I don't do none of that shit But if I do it's just because I'm hypocrite just like you Hypocrite, low down dirty belligerent Words and actions always different, ignorant Everything you say is insignificant Soul is old, rhymes dirty, born illegitimate Can't believe a word you say What you claim you do tomorrow You ain't doing today I bet we'd all be your slaves if you had it your way But you wouldn't follow none of the rules that you lay You damn hypocrite! I won't do a show without half up front Fourth and one best believe I'm on punt If you see me with a honey, best believe she's at least half black Cause I won't hit the booty unless it's tight fat I won't hop a flight without the blade stash Slice your neck if you make the cockpit-dash I don't sweat cash, cause it comes and goes And I try not to call women bitches and hoes But if a ho spread a rumor I ain't smacking the bitch I walk past her faster than a Pedro pitch Cause I don't sweat the words of those that don't matter The rhymes are above petty talk and ignorant chatter I don't waste my time writing ignorant rhymes But I know that making niggaz laugh ain't no crime I don't do none of that shit but if I do It's just because I'm a hypocrite just like you Hypocrite, low down dirty belligerent Words and actions always different, ignorant Everything you say is insignificant Soul is old, rhymes dirty, born illegitimate Can't believe a word you say What you claim you do tomorrow You ain't doing today I bet we'd all be your slaves if you had it your way But you wouldn't follow none of the rules that you lay You damn hypocrite! (Fakts One's again) You damn hypocrite!