Da Truth

[Verse 1] Blaze ya trees up throw ya G's up Say it's my money Well-earned hustle street do or die money I got it figured and mapped out triggered and strapped up Lock up all the drug dealers but couldn't keep the crack out The perfect way to say fuck the world fuck the law Cause ima live till i die fuck after fuck before Money's funny when i was young i didn't think this way I had faith in the money system didn't drink this way I'm workin 40 hours just to have half taken away Pay taxes to build things that i won't see in my day Corrupt cops ? gimme back all of my stash When i get on my feet they putting me back on my ass Crackin my glass you pulled me over you wanna be soldier You searched and kept cause you a snake like cobra [Hook] (Talking) What kind of people do they think we are? You can't handle the truth! Ask not what your country can do for you, ask what you can do for your country [Verse 2] I cock back like hammers and spit grammar like staples For people with shackles on they ankles facing angles like angels This kinda suspense got me climbing the fence And when it come to the truth I'm deep as dinosaur prints From way back back like 8 tracks before the adapt Before you had to give a DJ 10 G's to play that Before contracts before litigators imitators Cool like refrigerators but now it's unplugged The world's thugged up drugged up fucked up It's like hell's a vacuum; Dirt Devil, we sucked up You want stories then watch the news you want truth hop in my shoes I'm up to my neck in hospital dues making logical moves Wild like Lalapalooza I stay whippin and dippin Got me all confused like Clinton and who he stickin Who cares for his affair? If he scared, he starts a warfare Tryin' to hide the truth but look its all there [Chorus} 2x [Verse 3] I know a dog named Kurupt thats my man There ain't nothin corrupt as this land where we stand with dirty hands Tryna clean like Varnish the feds got my checks garnished Tryna hold it down without a harness I sleep on the couch no heat in my house girls beefin' me out Fiends making me sick I'm bought to throw this beeper out Im sick of the con sick of the scam sick of the hustle I'm sick of paying so much to go to clubs and get in trouble Scuffle at late nights and watchin' for snakebites 50 percent of Aids fights is because of the Gays rights And thats Illuminati but nobody knows You're guarding ya grill but you can't see the body blows It hurts like dirt's mud it's wet like the Earth flood And it's shit you can't forget like it was your first love Got questions about the world you better learn the answers on your own And don't call Miilkbone