First Division

First Division - The Truth (What It Is) lyrics

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First regime, extreme novelist, we grip the old spectacular

Hard to breathe, optimist, equipped to cold vernacular

And spit the flow, quick and slow, come of out the guilt patrol

Bust a rhyme to fit the mold…

The mission is like the ready plan of a musician

Tradition, go back with steady hand like a physician

Condition to fight the deadly battle of…

Seek the truth and expand, lift the fails of a looser…

The rapping experts, we back to rap first division

So relax and get perks…our business is here, granted permission, it’s clear

So to the basics, we take it back if they listening in

First Division’s the truth, behold the ruggedness

And when we spit in the booth you know just what it is

The two original view, don’t wanna front in this crew

We on some other shit, true, you know just what it is

First Division’s the truth, behold the ruggedness

And when we spit in the booth you know just what it is

The two original view, don’t wanna front in this crew

We on some other shit, true, you know just what it is

It’s our principal aim

The name, First Division witness, diminish and play

…refrain from ass kissing, imitating and the flattery

Made to last, quick to innovate the winner’s strategy

Gradually building skills, magically wielding…

Together we balling…excellence

First Division’s the truth, behold the ruggedness

And when we spit in the booth you know just what it is

The two original view, don’t wanna front in this crew

We on some other shit, true, you know just what it is

First Division’s the truth, behold the ruggedness

And when we spit in the booth you know just what it is

The two original view, don’t wanna front in this crew

We on some other shit, true, you know just what it is

And what it is first dip plus the brother scarce

Other kids come and gun hits but none as rough as his

Motherfuck the glitzy glamor, we bust…

Wholeheartedly to deliver the soul with no R&B…

Speaking nothing but the truth, we swear on a stack of bottles, yeah

First Division’s the truth, behold the ruggedness

And when we spit in the booth you know just what it is

The two original view, don’t wanna front in this crew

We on some other shit, true, you know just what it is

First Division’s the truth, behold the ruggedness

And when we spit in the booth you know just what it is

The two original view, don’t wanna front in this crew

We on some other shit, true, you know just what it is

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