hip hop foreva'

The truth hurts And it's hard to swallow. Leader of the pack I'll never follow. What now, can't ya see, sleepy Hollow? Just a fake pen to write Don't make me repeat. Spit gospel and write a novel Fire in booth Make mics melt Come on and put ya soul on the track. They hate that U love urself Now, it's all about expression. Grind study lessons. Hip hop foreva'