the truth hurts

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the truth hurts

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? (Verse 1) Yeah, the truth hurts, like a knife to the soul, In the city where the dreams get buried in the hole. Lost a lot of homies, man, they fell to the grind, Got the weight on my shoulders, but I’m still gonna shine. See the streets talk loud, but they whisper the lies, Gotta navigate the shadows, keep my eyes on the prize. Real recognize real, that’s the code that I live, In a world full of fakes, I just take what I give. (Verse 2) Heart heavy like a Chevy, but I’m cruising through the pain, Got the scars as my armor, yeah, I wear ‘em like a chain. Every lesson that I learned, yeah, it made me who I am, From the block to the top, still the same old man. Truth’s a double-edged sword, cut deep, leave a mark, But I’m spitting raw facts, light it up in the dark. Ain't no fairy tale here, just the grit and the grind, In the chaos of the struggle, that’s where truth you will find 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 Ain't no fairy tale here, just the grit and the grind, In the chaos of the struggle, that’s where truth you will find, Survival in the jungle, every corner's a test, Got my back against the wall, but I’m still feelin' blessed. Dreams painted on the pavement, hustle hard, no rest, Lost a couple homies, man, this life’s a twisted jest, Streetlights flicker, shadows dance with the night, But I’m armed with my vision, I’m ready for the fight. Counting all my blessings while I’m stacking these pesos, Life a wild ride, no script, no play-dough, Chasin' after paper, while the world’s in a spin, In the heart of the struggle, that's where legends begin. Got my mind on my mission, can’t let fear take the wheel, In the city of the lost, I’m the one with the steel, Fame ain’t a fairy tale, it’s a beast in disguise, But I’m rising from the ashes, watch me claim my prize. or

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9 months ago

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? (Verse 1) Yeah, the truth hurts, like a knife to the soul, In the city where the dreams get buried in the hole. Lost a lot of homies, man, they fell to the grind, Got the weight on my shoulders, but I’m still gonna shine. See the streets talk loud, but they whisper the lies, Gotta navigate the shadows, keep my eyes on the prize. Real recognize real, that’s the code that I live, In a world full of fakes, I just take what I give. (Verse 2) Heart heavy like a Chevy, but I’m cruising through the pain, Got the scars as my armor, yeah, I wear ‘em like a chain. Every lesson that I learned, yeah, it made me who I am, From the block to the top, still the same old man. Truth’s a double-edged sword, cut deep, leave a mark, But I’m spitting raw facts, light it up in the dark. Ain't no fairy tale here, just the grit and the grind, In the chaos of the struggle, that’s where truth you will find 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 Ain't no fairy tale here, just the grit and the grind, In the chaos of the struggle, that’s where truth you will find, Survival in the jungle, every corner's a test, Got my back against the wall, but I’m still feelin' blessed. Dreams painted on the pavement, hustle hard, no rest, Lost a couple homies, man, this life’s a twisted jest, Streetlights flicker, shadows dance with the night, But I’m armed with my vision, I’m ready for the fight. Counting all my blessings while I’m stacking these pesos, Life a wild ride, no script, no play-dough, Chasin' after paper, while the world’s in a spin, In the heart of the struggle, that's where legends begin. Got my mind on my mission, can’t let fear take the wheel, In the city of the lost, I’m the one with the steel, Fame ain’t a fairy tale, it’s a beast in disguise, But I’m rising from the ashes, watch me claim my prize. or

9 months ago

I feel it! 🤜🤛 I'm feeling this ❤️ Strong Bars 💪 Bars: Perfect 💯 Delivery: Perfect 💯 Impression: Perfect 💯

9 months ago

Dope verses, but the mix could use some tweaking to match that energy! 🎤🎚️ Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥

9 months ago

Legend! 👑 Legend! 👑 Legend! 👑 Legend! 👑 Bars: Perfect 💯 Delivery: Perfect 💯 Impression: Perfect 💯

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