Clay Rhonic takin you back to real Hip Hop and truth
The names Clay Rhonic a.k.a. the riddla. Thats what most people know me as. I grew up in Brooklyn New York but just recently moved to Queens. Im Puerto Rican and got a thing for Dominican girls. Don't get me wrong I love my Boricua and Columbian chicas also.
Lyrics
Verse 1
This is a story, about a girl her name is honest
its ironic cuz she always lying on how she went to college
She couldn’t stop it, she had an addiction to narcotics
She was exotic, and she like her sex erotic
Her family believed she would eventually succeed
But they couldn’t see through all of her pain and misery
That she was faced with, in her early teens
Witnessed murdered scenes but they never heard a screams
her persona shaped when her father killed her a mother
Cristine turned honest when she was raped by her brother
Until she forgot that being raped was a crime
She liked it, although they came from the same bloodline
They fuck up her mind, she became a new design
A victim to crime that no longer was a crime
She was a virgo, the color green was her birth stone
She was hurt though, the type a girl to get stoned
Chorus X2
This is what its like to be honest, to be honest
This is what its like to be honest, to be honest
To be honest, its what its like
Its what its like, to be honest, its what its like
Verse 2
Honest met a man and he loved to watch her dance
She kept em in a trance every time she had the chance
She use to toy wit em, infect him wit lies and poisen em
And when she thought she could, she tried to destroy em
For awhile he fell for it, until he saw through it
He tried to help her out, but she kept injecting fluid
He was stupid, cuz she almost made him lose it
He started cokin up and then eventually abused it
But he got his mind right, cuz drugs wasn’t his type
He put up a fight, and try and quit before he died
But honest wouldn’t let em, she put sex and drugs together
She was addicted, she wanted to share this love together
Its life without love or just love with drugs
He had decide quick before it was to late to back up
And then it came to him, theres only one way out
To make a deal with the devil in his play house
Chorus X2
Verse 3
The times finally come, honests misery will end
Her only true way out is through her boyfriend
So he had to pretend, like he was down till the end
Little did she know, he was fucking with her head
Don’t get me wrong, I was in love with this bitch
True love wont get me sick so enough of this shit
I invited her to my house, started digging her out
Threw her on the couch, heard her scream and shout
She loved every minute, even though she stared bleedin
Love can be deceiving so me and this bitch was even
I let her climax, and then she arched her back
Now this was my chance, to break through this trap
She loved coke, something she always abused
Little did she know it wasn’t what she was use to
Alittle bit a dis and alittle bit of that
She fell for my trap, shes dying like a rat
