Представляем точный текст композиции "Truth" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Lil O . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Truth» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Lil O передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Lil O - "Truth"
Lyrics to Truth : (feat. Billy Cook) [Billy Cook:] Too many brothers locked, therell be too many dying And if I set it up out, then Id be lying [Hook: x2] You want the truth (yeah), bujt you cant handle the truth (no) Us niggaz aint free, we just running round loose (right) They say what monkey see, monkey gon do (oh-no-no-no-no-no-no-oh) This song pertains to every thug nigga, even you [Lil O:] My lil partna stole a half, from a crooked ass law He chopped it up and heat it in, its time he Hilfiger drawas See hit the cut before you run, young Gs gotta crawl And he was hitting every lick, even soaked his ma And when he stacked a lil change, he went straight to the mall And bought some POLO and some Guess, to let hoes know that he ball But I recall a time when blacks, couldnt buy shit at all And when you mention slavery, no one sounded upauled They said ay free the slaves, see loves blacks dont believe it Slavery came to an end, cause slavery wasnt needed New technology, provided quantities at high volume Cheaper than maintaining slaves, now we got us a problem Cause now we can make these goods, and astonishing figures Without the labor tell me, what we gon do with these niggaz Should we gun em down with triggas, send em back to they land Or should we keep em all in chains, till we get us a plan Well heres a plan lets give em jobs, better jobs than we No just enough, so they can get the minimal wants and needs Theyll still be in poverty, but with they hard earned bucks Theyll make us rich by buying shit, that was made by us you see [Hook x2] [Lil O:] Now if you worked all your life, but still aint had shit If you seen a man slipping, would you grab his shit Im talking gun a man down, straight robbing and stealing Or commit genocide, for pride we straight drug dealing And I know you know the feeling, (man I aint got shit Man these whites living good, I gots to have that shit) Even though we cant afford it, man we still gotta get it Black people love to floss, I swear to God its embedded Now you can curse all you want, you can scream and shout But only a niggall buy him a Benz, before he buy him a house And when the new Jordans come out, we spend our money like fools When these whites wont pay, more than eighty dollars for shoes We got the whole game confused, we being played like fools But playa who am I to lie, I do the same shit too Cause I done jacked me some niggaz, I done been on the grind But playa peep how smart they is, they getting paid off our crime Its big business in the 90s, sending niggaz to jail You can buy stock in the Penn, think they aint making mail [talking:] See, as long as niggaz keep dropping out of school To chase this fast change We doing exactly, what they want us to do [Hook x2] [Lil O:] As slavery passed whites asked, are we really that dense A man convinced that we are, pressing blacks is a sense Yeah a man aint really lynched, had a plan for us brothers He said you keep them blacks divided, and theyll keep down eachother Put field nigga against house nigga, put dark skin against light They wont worry bout us whites, all theyll do is just fight And the sad thing hes right, look how us young niggaz trip Look how we split eachothers wig, over Blood and Crip Look how we quick to start tripping, damn you stepped on my shoes Then we mean mug eachother, what you looking at fool Why is it cool to be a killer, fraud to be about peace Why we cant understand, too many of us deceased Do we hate ourselves, some think the mo yellow the better Then compare the way we act, to Mr. Will and inch letter Yeah its all a big set up, look in books youll find proof But they wont teach you this in school, cause you cant handle the truth you see [Hook x2] [talking:] Man, Im missing that Lil Norris That Lil Gator, that Fat Pat, that Mafio That Lil Al, that Marcus Grey All my partnas on lock, Big Spider, Big Mark You know I love yall, Black Ass hold ya head Kinfolk, I love you baby Sean Blaze, hold ya head Wool, you know its on when you get home baby Lawson I love you baby, all my partnas on lock All my partnas in the grave, I love yall We gon make it through the storm Cause thats what playas do Maintain under pressure, you feel me [Billy Cook:] Too many brothers locked, therell be too many dying And if I set it up out, then Id be lying [ Truth Lyrics ]
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