hah one rap song i know all the lyrics to
More than two-faced, I've got at least six with cheap tricks
to hide my not-so-pretty-side while accentuating cheeks and lips
Cuddle with me, quick, act befuddled and seasick,
My ugly mug'll be equipped to make it a struggle to see shit
THE BEAT KICKS, my belly feels empty, I want a person there!
I'll curse and swear and act unmotherlike until I persevere
Haven't been to church in years, right now that's the setting
Couldn't think of a better place to cover my face and have a wedding
It's upsetting how plastic my mask is getting,
It's melting and releasing toxic fumes
Covered with lots of perfume, never coming out of my closet of costumes
Cartoon versions of myself get drawn out
and after that occurs, time gets consumed
I'm in the dressing room with the charicatures
Until my head is cured I'm heading for pedicures and manicures
Man, if you're not damn sure whether or not to pop the question
I'll let you in on the answer
Think of sex in a camper...
A phony life with a trophy wife, menthol cigarettes and cancer...
Smoke and mirrors...
So sophisticated..
So cool...
I AM...
An illusion specialist
Turning tricks who could never diss
The one they wake up next to even if it's not the one they went to bed with
Breakfast at Tiffany's, skip lunch, make sure the dinner table is candlelit
I squish these feet until they crunch, but I'm unable to make these sandles fit!
I can't just sit, I need to MOVE! and power-walk because Oprah said it,
And I won't forget, she does it during the opening credits
I'm so synthetic.
I like the smell of Coke, get it?
I powder my nose,
Power to hoes who pound on a hose while playing in a pound of snow
I'm getting snowplowed I KNOW
It's time to fuck a guy now,
I just applied blush and look suprised
But it's the way I pluck my eyebrows.
Time out, I'm in a tanning booth, reading Danielle Steel
And I'm planting banana peels beneath every damn man's heels
With a little touch of magic I'll let David cop a feel...
I'm not real, but I've got FEELINGS,
except in my nipples, cause of the breast implants
To make my cheast enhanced I pant in dresses, but never dress in pants.
A club-hopping strobe-light honey, addicted to wrinkle cream
Sipping on listerine, Mr. Clean don't like the smell of nicotine.
Smoke and mirrors...
So sophisticated.....
So cool....
I am...dirty...