truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth In my mind The truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth
truth is a lie The truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth In my mind The truth The-the, the truth The-the, the truth The-the,
Of you We tried to be true but You still loved him so I'll keep my distance And lie to the truth I lie to the truth I lie to the truth 'Cause you lied
out of luck quick Bullshit nigga cause I'm still fuckin yo' bitch Niggaz got me twisted in a bad way, why you change? Fuck with me, all this shit pay, nigga fuck the fame [Young
: [feat. K-Young] [Chorus: K-Young (Krayzie Bone)] You can you meet me meet me in the sky, the sky, the sky, the sky, the sky! You could meet me in
me, I got a hate for shitty rappers I know what I'm talkin' about I'm like George Strombolopolous every time I open my mouth That's the truth [J Bizzy
sleeping sons of Jacob For what tomorrow may bring May some more love come Yesterday we were Kings I'll tell you young blood This world is yours today [K
nigga what? Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth And one day I see you
shield of alcohol and pills [Verse 1] God is an atheist, why should I believe in religion? I'd rather get my dick sucked and cook K's in the kitchen
it, live bitches throw it back Ma, act like you want it I know you heard of that!! [Verse - Slim Thug] I'm the Young Texas A-Rod, K.G. of the game LeBron
infamous joe lacin my tatt so sick Fong, YungMac, and Ken down at ho yips to dee waah chivon and the rest of the Deans for believing in a young man
was the meal of grinders If you knowin? the truth all you think about is that thing Always be a hater tryna shoot down any dream Until you meet a kid like K
the main attraction Young Rome A.K.A. Young Rich Guy That's real talk This is for all the disfacts O'Ryan young boy with a golden voice Every young ladies
visit Mars While the poor people starve, computers takin over they jobs A man's forced to live off land Now it's back to the caveman era When we made fire, by two sticks rubbin together The truth
my A-Alikes Splurgin, dirty to the grain, no detergent Filthy, innocent until I'm proven guilty Submergin, deeper in the lecture I'm servin Truth or consequences
but won't admit it, huh? How many nigga's know shorty young, but still hit it Same nigga's that'll snatch your chains off and run wit' it Yellin' Mary J, more cash than Mary K
trick I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound rich So jump up, they pumped up, crunked up, everyone must Stop with the jealousy with me the haters be rivvited (K
