Текст песни Beanie Sigel - The Truth
Beanie Sigel - The Truth слова песни
I speak the truth
Truth , nothin but the truth
Y`all know what I bring to the game I speak the truth
The truth , nothing 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 studio , jars of dro , bars to blow
B. Sigel with that arsenic flow
Fuck that , don`t hold me back
I roll with crack , y`all cats told Mac to rap
Y`all don`t realize y`all released the beast untame
Speech all flame , streets 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 laugh , y`all acted like it spit it the same
Why you motherfuckers can`t get in the game
I come from high school , and go straight to the league
Who you know who can spit at the Sig
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Nigga the truth , every time I step in the booth
I speak the truth , y`all know what I`m bringing to you
I bring the truth , you motherfuckers know who I be
I be the truth , when 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 signed , that`s fine still stuck in position
You motherfuckers know me well , couple court cases from jail
Couple 4-4 shells from hell
Stuck on this mission , go home , my girl fussin and bitchin
Motherfucker won`t you change your life , I`m thinkin
Motherfucker won`t I change my wife
Ignorant bastard laughin like fuck the rap shit
It`s just another hustle ,another way for niggas to touch you
Now they know the face of Beans
Now they , see my face on screens and I aint even chase this dream
I feel sorry for those who did
Y`all niggas can`t stop the boar , whether rock or raw
I`m slingin coke in a rock valor
You niggas know what block I`m on , glock in palm
You wanna get shot , karate chopped or stabbed this song
Motherfucker
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[Beanie Mac]
Black Friday management , and 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 cable , and 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 hospital , while the cops guardin your room
You gotta see what I`ve seen , look where I`ve looked
Touch what I`ve reached , and take what I`ve took
You gotta go where I`ve gone , walked where I`ve walked
To get where I`m at to speak what I`ve talked
You gotta lay where I`ve laid , stay where I`ve stayed
Play where I`ve played to make what I`ve made
You gotta move what I`ve moved , use what I used
Use tools how I use , use fools how I use
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