Tha Truth Is... (Explicit)

Tha Truth Is... (Explicit) - Mausberg

Y'all niggas 'bout to get it

Yeah boy this only one of them tracks

You can come up with Quik

This sh*t bangin'

These niggas out here hatin' on us homie

Why when we doin' sh*t like this

It's a cold thing homie

But you know that realism homie

I'm known for speakin' on that

You know you done did your part

You done blessed me with some sh*t

This some of that get-back-at-me sh*t

But they can't

This your chronic

Sheppard Lane Gangsters

And we the realest

You niggas stepped into a war

That you ain't prepared for

A veteran ain't sh*t

But a punk with heart before

I crumble niggas with my first mil

I bring beef to the streets ni**a

F**k switchin' hills

I'm a certified real ni**a

Cock me back

Rap cats be gettin' slapped runnin' they traps

We the reason you niggas

Makin' floor patter tonight

Niggas wit' good attitudes

And disposition tryin' to take flight

You niggas funny style rich but a b**ch

I'm a gangster and ain't about to

Take none of your bullshit

I'm from the hard knock block of the killas

God brought me the rap game

And I'll be damned if I ain't the realest

You better take care of your kids

And quit playin' wit' a grown man

Before you be in dead man land

And it's a lot of b**ch niggas on my target

Quik they talk loud but can't finish

What they started

Y'all be talkin sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

Y'all be talkin' sh*t

But you won't be down when it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

Now slow your roll punk

For the ni**a DJ Q-U-I-K

I break the beat down

And make the motherf**ker do

What I say

Because it's my way or the highway

The super fly way

Regardless of what you f**ken haters say

Now I done shared all my sh*t ni**a

All my life

And I'm so fly ni**a

I done even shared my

So f**k a b**ch and f**k you too

I ain't got no passes

I'm all out and I'm nuttin' up

And it's time to whoop y'all asses

With a game that's see-through like

Cellophane and Scotch tape

And f**kin' with me ni**a

Is like being on a hot date

Wit' a hoe with AIDS

I'm the virus and you kissed her clown

I get up in you set up

Then I break your system down

So shut up quit dissecting our name

Test pressin' our game

Puttin' y'all name on it

But your and ours ain't the same

I take your b**ch with a song

And make her blow me

So f**k all my foes and

You owe me

Y'all be talkin sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

Y'all be talkin' sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

I run through the biggest packs of

Niggas wit' my fist balled up

Ready for war now

Unleashin' with dogs up

Rough rugged and raw

Puttin' hands on cowards

The one and only Mausberg

With heart to devour

On some other sh*t

Cripple a ni**a wit' southpaw

Size sixteens in his a**

Bloodclots in his jaw

Until I see my homie Jake again

F**k the whole world

God bless the little boys and girls

And I betcha

I never turn my back on the streets

I studied the big book

So my past I never repeat

Real G's do real things

You ain't gotta bang

And ya album ain't the name of ya gang

This is real life

I only speak what I know

Flamed up on the daily

Not because of a show

And Quik is my big homie

So you better step back

And recognize beef is more than bustin' a rap

Now take that

Y'all be talkin sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

Y'all be talkin' sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

Y'all be talkin' sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

Because the truth is

I hate you too

Y'all be talkin' sh*t

But you won't be down

When it's time to trip

So you really need to button your lips

The f**ken truth is

I hate you too