The Truth

[Hook] S.t. is the truth! S.t. is the truth! S.t. is the truth! S.t. is the truth! S.t. is the truth! S.t. is the truth! S.t. is the truth! The illest nigga you know! [Verse 1: David Stones] I'm comfortable with being myself These niggas acting like they somebody else Look, we had it with your fantasy rap Talking bout you could've did this and would've did that I think it's bout time we bring reality back cause in reality the fact is your shit is just wack Matter of fact your whole career is a joke And shame on them yes men you got giving you hope They call me VVS Stones in some VVS Stones Well known, my name ring like them PBS phonesAnd I'm waking niggas out of their slumber this summer Don't even bother to call I got your number Try to get up in my lane if you dare If I catch you over here you best to be waving a road flair I don't play fair you don't want me to demonstrate it Or insert name here, I could dedicate it Put your career in the trash like I'm sanitation Say hello to the future nigga, salutations I could hear their hearts palpatating While these niggas hating I'll be living off the land steady cooking up a plan to tip the scales Strategize while demons rise to no avail Got God on my side he know me well I was taught to talk in code it's too risky on them cells Son they hanging brothas in them jails Judge hitting niggas with them 7-figure bails Farewell letters through the mail Will he ever walk the streets again? Time will tell These niggas filling every bar up with punchlines while I use mine to uplift in these hard times This ain't just words rhyming in the booth This right here is significant proof that S.t. is the truth! [Hook] [Verse 2: David Stones] They impressed with my intellect and view me as a threat cause my respect can't be paid in the form of a check I perform in rare form I was blessed with a gift to put my foot up on these motherfuckas neckI grind in the night while you slept Kept running shit while you were running out of breath I hear these niggas saying they the best then you play the mixtape and that shit is a hot- mess A lot represent it but only a small percent is documented The rest get x'd off the list cause they ain't authentic Yea I'm independent but the bars is hard enough to lock 'em in it so them history books they better log us in it This a victory commercially and critically Fuck whoever hating let 'em wallow in their misery I'm everything they wish to be, literally And if they ain't feeling me it must be something wrong with 'em physically In my eyes it's no such thing as competitors cause they're all prey and I'm the mothafuckin' predator Wildin on the regular, S to the... You could never walk in my shoes cause I'm 10 steps ahead of ya They'll never be another emcee as dope as me VVS Stones, put me on I give you clarityThis ain't just words rhyming in the booth This right here is significant proof that S.t. is the truth! [Hook] [Verse 3: David Stones] Ayo I flow so fluidly I should tax my CD's with a water fee Opposing S.t. your chance of victory are very slim I come baring bars, I'm a fuckn barbarian They like ahhh damn, not him again That nigga Buckshot lil cousin fuckn' goin inChivalry ain't dead I catered to a few women friend but these niggas is bringing new meaning to gentlemen They sucker soft Prolly walk up in a A&R office, close the door and go and suck 'em off Niggas cop my shit and start trashing the store Then their nose start to bleed cause that shit is so raw Quick question for you overnight sensations What's your lyrical equation when brought up in conversations? Or do you lack a nomination? Don't even give a fuck about the culture you're disgracing