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My name is Truth and I am rapper from Minneapolis, Minnesota. My album called Crowned is in the making now and i guarantee you will love it.
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(Chorus)
This one's for the times, we commited crimes,
And we snortin lines, while we bustin rhymes
Try to make a hit, while you doin' shit
While you givin lip, I fuckin bust a clip
I feel that I been crowned, cuz i break it down
Turn smiles into frowns, the way I spit it wow
I'm fuckin sick of life I'm fuckin sick of strife
So I take this knife and fuckin end my life
(Verse 1)
Lord help me tell me why my life is oh so dangerous
and tell me why Nate had to die and grandpa was so cancerous
and tell me what happened to Pac I just don't understand it
I'm tryin to get up to the top I got a spot, it's landed
I wanna be known as the kid who wasn't 'fraid to say
'Bout the times he asked God "who's gettin sprayed today?"
Will it be mom? Will it be dad? Will it be Scott fulla slugs
But Scott will not die from the glock he's gonna die from the drugs
And I am sick of goin to counclin with my mom and my dad
Sick of mom cryin askin why she's always sad
Sometimes I wanna shoot myself down but then i get scared
If I died today would everybody lie that they cared
And I am scared that maybe mom and dad they won't understand
Why the fuck nobody cared and they did not give a damn
And I am contimplatin suicide, holdin the knife
Cuz I ain't tryin to fuck you up bitch I'm just livin my life (my life)
(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
My brain is screamin at me tryin to get me to stop all this racin'
Sayin "Jason look at the situation you facin"
But since my heart turned cold I chose to look to the sky
Screamin "Fuck 'em all Lord" and then I start to cry
I love my mama with my heart but I can't take all the lyin
I'm tryin to make my mother proud and she knows that I'm tryin
But if you doubt me, fuck you, you just a bitch and a half
You faggots tryin to steal my rhymes the one's you itchin to have
I have been crowned by God and I will finish my job
So take a second, hear the record, then replenish and sob
Lord save me I am just another kid with some pain
And I'm afraid once more and I'll be slittin my vein
In vein, snortin cocain for fame, tryin to remain the same
Tryin to regain the fame, Fuck if you thinkin it's lame
But this is fame that I never even had from the start
God save me track is on my own I wrote from the heart (Thank you)
(Chorus)
(Verse 3)
I take a walk to the grave on the serious side
I drink a 40 scream to God from my delirious side
I change to angry, scream at God "How the fuck could you do this?
I was an angel little child but then you fucked up and blew this"
I was the kid who kissed his mom on the head every night
Now I'm the kid who miss his gramps because he's dead every night
And you were right I am a failure but I'm tryin my best
I write my rhymes and never quit, I'm fuckin dyin to rest
But I've been pissed on, shitted on, I'm sick of this shit
I been workin, I deserve all the respect I can get
I pray that one day I'll be sittin next to Nas and Jay
And people listen to my shit and hang on to each word I say
I wish that Earl, Shady, Jada and Royce they went through the same
Troubles that I went through and spittin it for the game
Reggie Nobel, Talib Kweli and Styles all had the strife
I be spittin and rippin this shit that's written called my life (my life)
(Chorus)
Crowned (echo)
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