Up in the booth, I always tell the truth I say up in the booth I always tell the truth. Truth be told your rhymes are old and you stepped to me. I make your body turn cold. Like the corpse in the night I’m the rappers delight to the hip-hop hippie. I make your body get drippy round around we go while your words come out slow cause I’m up in the booth. I always tell the truth. I said I’m up in the booth. I always tell the truth so tell your mama and your cousin and your granny too I’m a bad boy so what you gonna do You can tell him all stories like a thief in the night, but I’m gonna show up and start the fight. Fist go left to the right and right to the left. My bars are the truth so stop the theft. You think you can steal my words and my style but stop and come on over to 8 mile. So I speak the truth when I’m up in the booth and all y’all gangsters going to hang on the roof what let’s go I’m out peace