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\u6b4c\u66f2\u4e0b\u8f7d\uff1aTruth Or Truth<\/a><\/p>\n

[Royce Da 5’9″]
\nI\u2019m stressed out so much I\u2019m like, \u201cWhy stress it?\u201d
\nAm I selfish for asking myself
\n\u201cWould you rather count money or count blessings
\nNow that\u2019s a wild question
\nFame turned my life upside down
\nI guess it was meant to be like passing Beyonce a Tic-Tac
\nAnd that ain\u2019t a diss, this way more to me than a diss track
\nJay-Z is God to me
\nNas is God to me!
\nEminem is like B.I.G. and Pac to me
\nAnd if you disagree I hope you bleed hypocrisy
\nAnd this will be the realest sh-t I ever wrote
\nShoutout to all the crazy b-tches I\u2019ve been involved with
\nThank y\u2019all for making my wife a crazier b-tch than y\u2019all b-tches
\nY\u2019all might\u2019ve lost me, but y\u2019all win
\nAnd this will be the realest sh-t I ever wrote
\nNow let\u2019s talk about the BET Awards
\nWhen Kanye went to the podium for the win
\nAnd mentioned everyone in the same category as him but me and Em
\nHe said they motivated him
\nAnd normally that would be ammo to hate on him
\nBut that ain\u2019t my M.O! My M.O. is to be mo\u2019 motivatin\u2019
\nThis new-wave culture is so cultivatin\u2019
\nWhere the f-ck do I fit in
\nAnd this will be the realest sh-t I ever wrote
\nI succumb so much to this game I feel sorrow
\nI answer more questions about the 40 and Game squabble
\nThan I answer questions that I ask myself
\n\u201cAre you a good father?\u201d, the answers, \u201cWell
\nf-ck this! Royce got a game tomorrow\u201d
\nI ain\u2019t gotta spell out the offers
\nIf being famous means speaking to people in offices
\nOver being there for your sons and daughters
\nI\u2019m off this
\nI know the last couple of lines kinda fell out of the pocket
\nBut I don\u2019t give a f-ck! Let me tell you this:
\nWhen was the last time you cop some sh-t where it actually came out of your pocket?
\nAnswer that!
\nIf I gotta answer questions from you
\nYou gotta answer questions from me!
\n\u201cI\u2019m f-cking my whole life up for you?\u201d Answer this question:
\n\u201cWhat the f-ck are you doing for me?\u201d Answer that!
\nStill I love my fans, even though you all looking me like I\u2019m just this drunk n-gga
\nThat\u2019s just throwing up behind sh-t, blowing up, but n-gga I ain\u2019t throwing up sh-t but my hands
\nAnd this is just me growing up
\nCourtney Artesia, Kino and Fish, please support me I need ya
\nBut in reality an artist is supposed to be supported by easels
\nBut in the meanwhile, I\u2019m just supported by evil<\/p>\n

[Joe Budden]
\nWattup Royce, you inspire me
\nAnd I picked you for the record
\nI mean, I\u2019m no longer f-ckin\u2019 amused
\nI mean I addressed this sh-t on \u201cCut You Loose\u201d
\nHow long am I supposed to stick around for this f-ckin\u2019 abuse
\nEvery time I go to leave, I figure \u201cf-ck is the use?\u201d
\nI endure it for the true fans that covered that new
\nOr is that just another f-ckin\u2019 excuse?
\nDo I do it for attention cause I crave it, I won\u2019t mention it, I\u2019ll save it
\nIf you know me than you know a n-gga treasure anonymity
\nn-gga thought that as a man, you must be kiddin\u2019 me
\nAnd I\u2019m starting to feel like my fans are now condemning me
\nListen, I don\u2019t owe y\u2019all sh-t
\nSame Joe I am today is the same Joe y\u2019all get
\nY\u2019all will interrupt a n-gga while he at his place of worship
\nAnd think that came along with your 20 dollar purchase
\nYou bought the music, not the n-gga that made it
\nBut let me touch up on that n-gga that made it
\nIf you\u2019re judging me on actions then I\u2019ll take that L every time
\nIf you conclude \u201cJoe Budden is a corny mu\u2019f-cker\u201d
\nCause all it mean if I\u2019m a corny mu\u2019f-cker
\nIs the greatest rapper ever\u2019s just a corny mu\u2019f-cker
\nMy bad, I\u2019m not as street as you
\nBut all this time I was being me, not being you
\nI get behind that mic, let all my demons through
\nWithout knowing sh-t about the people that I\u2019m speaking to
\nAdd that to me not seeing a reason to
\nAnd that says a lot in a room full of silence, listen
\nAt 21 I had a drug problem
\nAt 31 still drugs is a problem
\nBut the thing about that pill is it made everything real
\nAnd I felt I needed to see
\nFunny thing about it all, I ain\u2019t like what I saw
\nNow the lord\u2019s voice is in my head like
\n\u201cYou\u2019ll be DEAD soon for questioning me\u201d
\nAnother lesson for me
\nFar greater than whatever I profess it to be
\nCause if left to me, I\u2019d put our eyes in our brains
\nWe\u2019d over-think what we see and our whole lives would change
\nBut f-ck it, that day had to come
\nWho ever knew that I would have a son
\nI coulda guessed it, I was f-ckin\u2019 like a rabbit
\nBut I never saw him handle scoliosis like his dad did
\nNever knew me and Ronnie would talk again
\nf-ck a rhyme, I\u2019m just happy that we talk again
\nWho knew that the second I acknowledged you
\nYou would get terminally ill, be in the hospital
\nThe thought of you leaving is what f-cks with me
\nI\u2019m scared to death of getting full custody
\nn-gga, I look in the mirror disgustingly
\nSo how am I supposed to feel the day that he looks up to me
\nI always said you were the worst baby-mother
\nI had ex-girl confused with baby-mother
\nAnd there lies my problem with our creator
\nAll the times I wanted her black ass dead, you wouldn\u2019t take her
\nDon\u2019t do it now, I need her
\nUnderstand, it don\u2019t get no realer
\nSee how I go to bed with thoughts of a damn killer
\nBut rather show y\u2019all my girl through these Instagram filters
\nLook at her, don\u2019t look at me
\nCause if y\u2019all judging, y\u2019all would throw the book at me
\nSpeakin\u2019 of shorty, nah, I\u2019ll do that in private
\nIt might be a little soon for me to let her know how I get
\nsh-t, and now we right back at one
\nReal quick, let me get back to my son
\nWhen a n-gga was like
\nHe said \u201cDad, I\u2019m weird\u2026 but I don\u2019t have a problem with that
\nAnd I was like haha\u2026 I laughed, and I was like
\n\u201cWell, number 1, why do you think you\u2019re weird
\nAnd number 2, why don\u2019t you have a problem with that
\nAnd he looked me in my eyes and he was like
\n\u201cWell, I say I\u2019m weird, number 1, because I know I\u2019m weird
\nAnd I don\u2019t have a problem with it because that\u2019s me
\nAnd whoever don\u2019t like it, they don\u2019t have to be around me
\nI\u2019m comfortable with me and who I am
\nAnd right there, that was cold
\nIn my head I thought That was bold
\nIllest sh-t about it all, said that at 10 years-old
\nSo I could die right now
\nI could die right now and feel like he got the most important part of Joe
\nOr, better than that
\nI could die right now and feel like he know all he need to know
\nJoey<\/p>\n

Royce, what up<\/p>\n

Last night we cried tears of joy
\nThis morning they were still there
\nWhat\u2019s handicap without the wheelchair
\nThat\u2019s what we are, but f-ck it
\nWe\u2019ll be the sacrificial lamb for y\u2019all n-ggas
\nHate it or love it
\nLeave all of that, b, f-ck it<\/p>\n

[Crooked I]
\nYeah man, I kinda feel where my n-gga was coming from
\nBoth my n-ggas
\nYou know
\nBaby moms was on Worldstar n sh-t
\nYa know, talk about I take care of my junior
\nMe and my n-ggas straight though
\nYo, my little n-gga rap
\nI just let it be ya know cause people get their feelings hurt over other sh-t so
\nI just let it go you know
\nI aint have no rebuttal
\nBut err, when you grew up f-cked up
\nNobody\u2019s perfect ya\u2019know
\nBut I\u2019m perfect for this
\nThis rap sh-t man<\/p>\n

Eastside long beach, Atlantic avenue and hill
\nCrooked was a youngster my ghetto attitude was real
\nDumper in the waist in case I had to shoot to kill
\nRocking dumb mics cause I had was stupid skill
\nEastsiders we cypher about a bus b-tch
\nSome sippin\u2019 toca vodka, others had the blunt pitched
\nA lot of them n-ggas died, sweatshirt blood drenched
\nOthers went to jail, they hit a lick and left thumbprints
\nLong beach I salute ya grind
\nEven though you think you I sold out you not saluting mine
\nI don\u2019t come around much, I\u2019m on music\u2019s time
\nLost and found I found when I\u2019m broke I lose my mind
\nSo I hustle like I\u2019m on a hunger strike
\nWithout a doubt when I cuff a mic
\nI leave a body count like the shotty\u2019s out
\nCause I\u2019m from a group called slaughter
\nRap better than everybody house
\nNow they think I\u2019m in the game and stuntin\u2019
\nBut I\u2019m like an orgasm man, I came from nothing
\nSome of you from the burbs but you claim you wasn\u2019t
\nSo lame you struttin\u2019, the cain you frontin\u2019
\nf-ck all that, if I was born rich I would rhyme about it
\nI was born poor in a ditch, I\u2019m rhyming tryna climb up out it
\nTryna avoud a life of crime I\u2019m \u2019bout
\nSome say I\u2019ll be fine without it
\nBut I kinda doubt it
\nDeath around the corner, prison breathing down my neck
\nChasing paper til a n-gga wheezing out of breath
\nIRS wanna f-ck me, I aint even outta debt
\nSaid they Young Buck me, tryna squeeze me outta checks
\nYeah, them fools tryna squeeze me outta checks
\nDon\u2019t talk to dominic\u2019s unless you pay ya mommas rent
\nWith marijuana sent outta town, them dollars spent
\nMy own fam wanna grab the steel and harm me
\nBut I got the nuts to kill an army
\nWord to Killa army, man all them killers adore me
\nBET red carpet, the steel was on me
\nTo put a slug in my flesh and blood wouldn\u2019t feel good
\nSerena crip walking at the Olympics I\u2019m still hood
\nStill me, til my candle is blown
\nSo many secrets I only told to a glass of patron
\nHalf of my fathers family died of cancer alone
\nHe called me sick, I didn\u2019t answer the phone
\nHow does it feel to know that your son doesn\u2019t care
\nCause you wasn\u2019t there, life wasn\u2019t fair
\nI look at steps in the wrong direction, another stare
\nYeah muthaf-cka yeah<\/p>\n

I swear, just the other muthaf-cking night dawg
\nLike n-ggas, n-ggas rolled in front of my studio on my kids life
\nNah\u2019mean, I ran through the f-cking studio to my office grabbed that 3.57 thang man
\nCame out waving, I\u2019m bout to bust, the police pass by
\nMy little brothers told me I needed to chill
\nNah\u2019mean, this is what I do man, this is the life I live for real dawg
\nThis aint no muthaf-ckin\u2019 rap music
\nJust the other night I coulda killed a n-gga man
\nNah\u2019mean, I wouldn\u2019t be here rapping about this sh-t
\nThink about it man<\/p>\n

[Joell Ortiz]
\nMy grandmom\u2019s left me, father don\u2019t exist
\nBaby moms stress me, my momma got a cyst
\nMy older son love football and the little n-gga hands is mean
\nBut he chronic asthmatic so he fully suited on the sideline wishing he could be in there but still
\ncheering for his team
\nMy youngest son got nervous, sometimes he cry to me
\nI\u2019m looking at him like it\u2019s not you fault
\nYou was conceived when daddy was such a slave to his everyday anxiety
\nI worked at UPS for a week and my boss aint have to fire me
\nI wasn\u2019t fit to lift boxes I quit
\nDon\u2019t put me in that box when I spit
\nMy life wasn\u2019t too muthaf-cking fly for me
\nWasn\u2019t too muthaf-cking fly for me
\nFrom the lobby huffing and puffing running from robberies
\nTo Crooked I, Royce Da 5\u20199\u2033, Joe Budden, homie from the goodie mob and me carving artistry
\nCelebrating escaping poverty
\nAshy knees and no socks
\nChinese outta hocks but that was on the first, other than that
\nLiver works and government sent me yellow cheese in box
\nYa\u2019ll aint have that yellow cheese in a box
\nLast night I cried tears of joy
\nBut the other night I cried tears my boy
\nNo longer here I can\u2019t hear his voice
\nI guess upstairs they playing dealers choice
\nPopped a pill with Joe I\u2019m sippin\u2019 clear with Royce
\nCrook light a cigar n-gga
\nMy little homie just hit the pen
\nWent in a younger dodi, came out a senior citizen
\nAnd them crackers just denied me
\nf-ck dawg I can\u2019t even sneak a visit in
\nI aint hustlin\u2019 no more if y\u2019all listening
\nYa\u2019ll n-ggas only get the music man
\nYa\u2019ll know what be going on with a n-gga day to day
\nI mean sh-t I aint complaining or nothing
\nLike a n-gga stand on his own two and hold it down
\nBut it\u2019s realer than you think n-gga
\nYou think I give a f-ck about a rap list
\nI just left my condo, hopped up in my car I\u2019m on my way to f-ck an actress
\nI don\u2019t need y\u2019all to remind me bout my pen and pad gift
\nAnd how my ad-libs subtract your wack spit
\nMultiply my visits to chase divide my among 4 other n-ggas
\nwho spazz quick
\nNah n-gga this aint no rap clique
\nThis is a muthaf-cking takeover
\nI want another Range Rover
\nI got such a hangover celebrating the fact my mother become sober
\nMy uncle fading from that needle though
\nFound out he fully blown a couple weeks ago
\nMy aunt tested negative but it\u2019s the same result
\nBut she gon die on the same day he stop breathing yo
\nTo know me aint to love me
\nNah, to know me is to know me
\nCause you aint got to like me but respect that I aint phony
\nNot a nominee for Yony\u2019s or Oscars for my uh balony
\nWat you see is what you get
\nHope you getting what you see cause what you seeing is a threat
\nCome at me with indirect\u2019s, I aint gon write a song about you
\nI\u2019mma knee you in your neck
\nAnd write a song about how I just beat ya to death
\nDon\u2019t play with my little n-ggas
\nI\u2019m just a grown ass man tryna feed my family through the talent God gave me
\nHonestly I don\u2019t care if you hate me
\nBut don\u2019t f-ck with my money
\nAnything else I say will be dry snitching on myself, how dumb would that be
\nHouse gang
\nYAOWA!!!<\/p>\n

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