Представляем точный текст композиции "The Truth" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Tragedy Khadafi . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «The Truth» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Tragedy Khadafi передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Tragedy Khadafi - "The Truth"
Lyrics to The Truth : (feat. Christ Castro) [Intro] [Gunshot] Queensbridge and we dont play .. For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life Queensbridge and we dont play Tragedys the name, figured Id just remind yall Queensbridge and we dont play .. For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life Queensbridge and we dont play My, my poetrys deep [Chorus x2] We are the Truth We need no proof Blowin shots off roof [Castro:] (Touch yall, please dont make us buck yall) [Verse 1: Christ Castro] Yo, the names Castro, Im out for pesos Fuck sitting on my ass like you couch potatos While you watch wrestlin, smellin what the rock is cookin Im in the crackhouse and rock is cookin Been, locked in macks, with lots of bookings Beat a nigga down, fuck if them cops is lookin! Put that heater down son, cuz if you had to pop you wouldnt You would show up every shortcake topped with pudding Soft ass nigga, sweet ass nigga Ima torch that nigga, peep that nigga R.I.P. that nigga, '''' See, Im that nigga, my four fingers on that trigger Beef me, you better pawn that vigor and buy some guns fore they find your lungs on your doormat nigga Cuz I pack price thatll flush all your organs out Make yo fam cut the price in your coffin out Blood drip when the force come out Slugs rip thru a nigga face blowin large portion out Talkin bout, you mufuckers swear you live, through homicide come and talk you out Now you see what you get when your ass get carried away' Now your ass gettin carried away [Chorus x2] We are the Truth We need no proof Blowin shots off roof [Castro:] (Touch yall, please dont make us buck yall) [Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi] Truth is truth, real is real, love is love Kastro, Khadafi, Blood is Blood We can go shot for shot, slug for slug Hit you up, body bags zip you up I am truly amazing, you cowards aint phasing me Mahdi, 2-5, the O-G I cock back, and pop them thangs You runnin off octane, you dont wanna lock with the God Glocksll bang Overall, feelin my aura, feelin my style, who you think started this thug shit' But meanwhile, ask Noreag and pone, who kept em in the zone 41st Side, Q.B Bringin it home, homie we got that Dont ever try to stop my grind, cuz in the meantime in between tyin my nine Steady long, steady strong when you fuckin with mine And Ima 'eep' regardless to the charges Im a G Discreetly, holdin my heat, 22s on my feet Ask Havoc ask Nas, from Q.B. to South Prob yall wanna fuck with the God [Chorus x2] We are the Truth We need no proof Blowin shots off roof [Castro:] (Touch yall, please dont make us buck yall) [Outro] Queensbridge and we dont play .. For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life Queensbridge and we dont play My, my poetrys deep Queensbridge and we dont play .. For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life Queensbridge and we dont play Tragedys the name, figured Id just remind yall [Gunshot] [ The Truth Lyrics ]
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