Lyrics:

Hey man, wake up and smell the concrete
Strange to see you've changed, like the LB
Could be identity crisis, but I can't buy this
Reality bites but that's what life is
Pitiful you, your hideous behavior
Hate what God gave ya, fakin' all the flavor
Artificial minds seekin' out the new trends
Get in where you fit in
Quit thinkin' like a has-been diggin' in my culture
I'ma let me let your punks know I'm an old school soldier
With the funk flow, a damn shame wanna change yourself
Well I'm sick of you too!

Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fak?! You know we figured you out
Well I'm sick of you too!
Fak?! You're a counterfeit!
Fake!

I wonder, I wonder, I wonder what it's like to be a clone
Doin' nothin', nothin' on my own
Alone in your misery, you're bitin' on my new style
Filed as a counterfeit goin' down in
History as nothin' but a copy cat
So if you're fakin' that you're phat, you need a ballbat
Right where your head is at
All your desperation causes separation
Now I grab the mic to intimidate
Your weakness screams from the limp on your siren
Phonies get the hint quick smacked with the funk-flick
Pain for the fakers fame can't maintain
Because you're sick of yourself, well I'm sick of you too!

Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fake! You know we figured you out
Well I'm sick of you too!
Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fake!

Freakin' me out...
Freakin' me out...
Freakin' me out...

Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fake! You know we figured you out
Well I'm sick of you too!
Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fake!

Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fake! You know we figured you out
Well I'm sick of you too!
Fake! You're a counterfeit!
Fake!