Hooker

And you are nothing but a hooker
Selling your fucking soul
And you are nothing but a hooker
Selling your fucking soul

Back up, they want you, I swear
You got no worries, you got no cares
All you got is motherfuckers who will jock you
Yeah, you got money in your pocket
And you shoot up the ground like a rocket
You move so fast, lord you cannot stop it
There you are in the club swinging
And I am just standing there, standing there laughing
All the things people have you believing
I feel sorry for your ass is out of season
Maybe you should think of cutting down drinking
Because you look like a fat rat sinking
I could have helped you, but you had to act out
You do not have a fucking clue what I am about

And you are nothing but a hooker
Selling your fucking soul
And you are nothing but a hooker
Selling your fucking soul

I saw it coming through the line like a full back
You are a crack slack, a fucking rap back (yeah)
Do not react, you are not fact
Do not give a fuck, yes, like that
What you going to do now that you are got nothing
Look around honey, you been fronting
Everybody knows that you are a fraud (and I'm making records)
My salutations, no hesitations
No reservation, just cancellation
And if I blow it then I blow it
Because I am a poet and I know it

And you are nothing but a hooker
Selling your fucking soul
And you are nothing but a hooker
Selling your fucking soul

You want to try me
Do not you know?