Cover art for The Truth by C. Rich
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The Truth Lyrics

[verse 1]
Let me tell you what life taught me
Nothing ever comes for free
And a man like me, walks on his 2 feet

(so get the fuck way from round me)
Keepin up your mess
See I'm grown and damn, I'm blessed
A smile across my face
Sunlight shining, yea I'm feelin great
Warm weather, there is nothing that can bother me
Happy won't you agree
Now would you kindly point me towards some tree

I never knew what happiness was, till my pen ran out of blood
And I sat up in my room depressed
I had this writers block on me, pushed it off, I'm free
Now my pen is moving at light speed


[hook]
It's 11:22 in the middle of the night
Bout to hit the lab, just me and my guys
If you on the move like me, tryina buy nice things
Then you know why I can't sleep
It's a constant grind…
I got success on my mind…

[verse 2]
Let me tell you what life taught me
Fat meat always greasy
And you in for some trouble if you don't believe me
There's some snakes in the grass, keep it cut in you can
And know where your loyalty stands

Cause I'm gonna flyy, yes I, don't see no stops in sight
See money comes, and money goes
But when you lose your friends, you're all alone
I never knew what happiness was, till my pen ran out of blood
And I sat up in my room depressed
I had this writers block on me, pushed it off, I'm free
Now my pen is moving at light speed
[hook]
It's 11:22 in the middle of the night
Bout to hit the lab, just me and my guys
If you on the move like me, tryina buy nice things
Then you know why I can't sleep
It's a constant grind…
I got success on my mind…

[verse 3: Vic Spencer]
Vic is back to spit human sized darts
Climbing up ladders before climbing the charts
Change flows, decapitating hearts
Kilt the pussy, went to jail, now I'm fuckin woman NARC's
Shit is harsh, but it's gotta be done
Stop hangin wit the guys just to grab on the bunz
You know the dawg nice with the motherfuckin polish game
Beat the frame, rearrange, now she a stain, you keep the change
Fuckin filthy animal
, Vic goin hannibal
Cuckoo in the mind control, so I can channel you
Chanel frames, she got em from you
She still got em on at 11:22
In the middle of the night, a mile away, spot my nikes
Just do me, I'm your life, east st. lou, eat some tripes
Swear to god, I could fuck her for the rest of her existence
Fuck her ass in the kitchen then I'm missing…
Out the door
Cruise lake shore
Chillin wit the SaveMoney bros
[hook]
It's 11:22 in the middle of the night
Bout to hit the lab, just me and my guys
If you on the move like me, tryina buy nice things
Then you know why I can't sleep
It's a constant grind…
I got success on my mind…

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