Beanie Sigel - The Truth lyrics

rate me

I speak the truth

Truthnothin but the truth

Y'all know what I bring to the game I speak the truth

The truthnothing but the truth

[beanie mac]

I hope you got an extra mic and a fire proof booth

Cuz you know I'm known to metal wire too

You need a fire engineer when I lay this blaze

I melt down cracks that's real to save

Hit the studiojars of drobars to blow

B. sigel with that arsenic flow

Fuck thatdon't hold me back

I roll with cracky'all cats told mac to rap

Y'all don't realize y'all released the beast untame

Speech all flamestreets y'all blame

It should be an honor for y'all to speak my name

I could go before your honor sit and peep my game

Gotta laughy'all acted like it spit it the same

Why you motherfuckers can't get in the game

I come from high schooland go straight to the league

Who you know who can spit at the sig

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Nigga the truthevery time I step in the booth

I speak the truthy'all know what I'm bringing to you

I bring the truthyou motherfuckers know who I be

I be the truthwhen I speak cell set you free

Nigga the truth

[beanie mac]

Aint nothin changed with sig I'm still stuck in the kitchen

So what I'm signedthat's fine still stuck in position

You motherfuckers know me wellcouple court cases from jail

Couple 4-4 shells from hell

Stuck on this missiongo homemy girl fussin and bitchin

Motherfucker won't you change your lifeI'm thinkin

Motherfucker won't I change my wife

Ignorant bastard laughin like fuck the rap shit

It's just another hustleanother way for niggas to touch you

Now they know the face of beans

Now theysee my face on screens and I ain't even chase this dream

I feel sorry for those who did

Y'all niggas can't stop the boarwhether rock or raw

I'm slingin coke in a rock valor

You niggas know what block I'm onglock in palm

You wanna get shotkarate chopped or stabbed this song

Motherfucker

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[beanie mac]

Black friday managementand roc's the label

And I still hit you niggas with shots that's fatal

That bullshit vest can't save you

I had a doc open you up from chest to navel

See my face on cableand have flashbacks of that cold ass table

And them hoes I gave you

I'm that nigga that'll come and pour salt in your wound

At the hospitalwhile the cops guardin your room

You gotta see what I've seenlook where I've looked

Touch what I've reachedand take what I've took

You gotta go where I've gonewalked where I've walked

To get where I'm at to speak what I've talked

You gotta lay where I've laidstay where I've stayed

Play where I've played to make what I've made

You gotta move what I've moveduse what I used

Use tools how I useuse fools how I use

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