Tqaz

voices of the hurt

Tqaz
voices of the hurt

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15 Jul 2023

The truth hurts, hard pill to swallow. Leader of the pack, I'll never follow. You can't see that, Where's ya head, Sleepy Hollow, Pen game sick, Spit gospel, write a novel. Fire in the booth, Make mics melt, Put ya soul on the track, They hate love ya self. It's all about expression, Grind study lessons, Hip Hop forever, You got any questions? I'ma speak the truth, no need to rehearse Keep it real, no sugarcoatin', that's my curse I've been through the pain, been through the dirt They say the truth hurts, well, it's gonna hurt worse I grew up in the struggle, no silver spoon Had to grind hard, couldn't be a fool From the streets to the booth, I paid my dues Now they all listen when I drop these jewels I seen friends turn foes, snakes in the grass But I stay ten toes down, never kissin' ass I'ma stay true, this life ain't for the weak In this game, only the real ones can compete (Verse 2) They say the truth hurts, well, here's the pain I'ma lay it down, ain't nothin' to gain I've seen it all, the violence and the fame But I still stand tall, they can't break my frame I speak for the voiceless, the ones left behind The ones trapped in the system, runnin' out of time I'ma be the voice, make sure they're heard Expose the lies, let 'em know the truth hurts They try to silence me, but I won't back down I'ma keep fightin', I wear the truth like a crown This rap game's a battlefield, I'm a soldier I spit fire, burnin' through like a supernova So listen up, this is my confession The truth hurts, but it's my only obsession I'll keep speakin' truth until the day I'm gone 21 Savage, the realest to ever spawn They say the truth hurts, well, I'm the living proof I've been through it all, from the trap to the booth No silver spoon, just a hustler with a dream I'm grinding every day, tryna build my regime I've been betrayed by friends, stabbed in the back But I rise above it all, never losing track My heart is cold, like the streets that raised me I'm a young king, destined for greatness, can't you see? I've made mistakes, done some things I regret But I'm learning from my past, no time to fret I'm focused on my goals, gotta make it out the struggle I'ma keep grinding, never gonna stumble

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The truth hurts, hard pill to swallow. Leader of the pack, I'll never follow. You can't see that, Where's ya head, Sleepy Hollow, Pen game sick, Spit gospel, write a novel. Fire in the booth, Make mics melt, Put ya soul on the track, They hate love ya self. It's all about expression, Grind study lessons, Hip Hop forever, You got any questions? I'ma speak the truth, no need to rehearse Keep it real, no sugarcoatin', that's my curse I've been through the pain, been through the dirt They say the truth hurts, well, it's gonna hurt worse I grew up in the struggle, no silver spoon Had to grind hard, couldn't be a fool From the streets to the booth, I paid my dues Now they all listen when I drop these jewels I seen friends turn foes, snakes in the grass But I stay ten toes down, never kissin' ass I'ma stay true, this life ain't for the weak In this game, only the real ones can compete (Verse 2) They say the truth hurts, well, here's the pain I'ma lay it down, ain't nothin' to gain I've seen it all, the violence and the fame But I still stand tall, they can't break my frame I speak for the voiceless, the ones left behind The ones trapped in the system, runnin' out of time I'ma be the voice, make sure they're heard Expose the lies, let 'em know the truth hurts They try to silence me, but I won't back down I'ma keep fightin', I wear the truth like a crown This rap game's a battlefield, I'm a soldier I spit fire, burnin' through like a supernova So listen up, this is my confession The truth hurts, but it's my only obsession I'll keep speakin' truth until the day I'm gone 21 Savage, the realest to ever spawn They say the truth hurts, well, I'm the living proof I've been through it all, from the trap to the booth No silver spoon, just a hustler with a dream I'm grinding every day, tryna build my regime I've been betrayed by friends, stabbed in the back But I rise above it all, never losing track My heart is cold, like the streets that raised me I'm a young king, destined for greatness, can't you see? I've made mistakes, done some things I regret But I'm learning from my past, no time to fret I'm focused on my goals, gotta make it out the struggle I'ma keep grinding, never gonna stumble

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