Trail Of Lies - Jedi Mind Tricks

In the land of make believe, you are all mine

In the land of make believe, I’m doin' fine

In the land of make believe, you are all mine

In the land of make believe, I’m doin' fine

Turn the television off, cousin, that ain’t nothing for a girl to see

I’ve got a niece and best believe she mean the world to me

And she don’t need to see the shit they think a girl should be

90-pound skinny bitches, that ain’t even girl to me

Essentially this shit designed to take a hold of you

Telling lies till your vision take control of you

They finding different ways to take your fucking soul from you

A show about a model make your self-esteem low for you

Everything is fake trust me no one that lovely

I’ve met a lot of famous people and they fat and ugly

I ain’t any better I just think the fact is funny

That they’ll take a little girl and pimp her for the cash and money

And what’s gonna become of them in like fifty years

When Hannah Montana turnin' into Britney Spears

They chew you up and spit you out cause no one really cares

And ain’t nobody gonna hold you when you really scared

Where the parents at cousin this is really bad

Is this the motherfucking manager or really Dad

Is he concerned about his daughter or his silly pad

This ain’t gonna change nothing I just think it’s really sad

In the land of make believe, you are all mine

In the land of make believe, I’m doin' fine

In the land of make believe, you are all mine

In the land of make believe, I’m doin' fine

Turn the television off, cousin, it’s a tool for them to clog the mind

Conservatism, liberalism they divide the line

The natural feelings of a child is to be calm and kind

Then they show you ads for the Marines and they decide it’s time

So they can send you to a war behind they father crime

Then send you home missing a limb and not provide a dime

And the news tell you cops is on the block for people

I’mma put it simple and plain, cops is evil

Take the television show Cops for example

That’s the shit that they want America to watch and sample

Never showing you how dirty that they really is

And that they hide behind they badge and that they really bitch

I ain’t never met a pig in my life

And I ain’t want to catch a body on the jig of my knife

Yeah, that’s another fucking topic for another day

I’mma tell you how they’ll try to get you in another way

They tell you that there’s something wrong with you, you need they drugs

But there ain’t nothing fucking wrong with you, they thieving thugs

They sell drugs in commercials, at the same time

Lock a motherfucker up for the same crime

In the land of make believe, you are all mine

In the land of make believe, I’m doin' fine

In the land of make believe, you are all mine

In the land of make believe, I’m doin' fine