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tell the truth - kuttybear lyrics

[verse 1:]
i come from the kansas city of the mo
1*9*9*3, that’s the year i got my show
i’m gone brag like i was hov, n*gga cole, n*gga i spit facts and let these hoes give me dome
look, i give back i spit these flows from my soul
but i feel trapped unless my dough overload
why is trapping such a go to?
well dope sells quicker than anything that you want from the store
so why push carts & bag groceries when you can push carts & bag o’s of tree?
lowest key, woe is me
picture blank canvases then woah, it’s me
soulfully this is poetry
this is more than me
the truth is way strangеr than fiction
and when i think of schools, i stay praying for children
i ain’t saying it’s prison but i’ll paint you a vision
what if evеrything they told you to your face was just scripted?
what if school, jail and jobs was in place with the system?
what if n*ggas find the way, will they k!ll them?

[bridge:]
hope you n*ggas ready for the showdown
and if you never known, i guess you know now
i done wrapped circles around the whole town
i’m still the only n*gga that’s gone throw the rope down
hope you n*ggas ready for the showdown
and if you never known, i guess you know now
i done wrapped circles around the whole town
whole town, whole town look
[verse 2:]
monopoly board flow, for sure dope
since go, n*ggas had less to begin with
the way i see the game, from they perspective, it’s pimp sh*t
if i can’t cop a property to leave both my kids with
i’ll flip this board over in minutes cause who the f*ck is you kidding?
if hip hop’s the new bible, what the f*ck is you penning?
how i move through these blues, trading l*st with forgiveness?
tell the truth, see a booth it’s gets f*cking diminished
earn the loot, cop a coupe for my drugs and my women
i’m in love with my visions
allah, my god, these the toughest decisions
my mind and my pride kept me stuck in submission
why my mama put these drugs in my system?
well, we living in some f*ck up conditions
what’s your prescription? music for me
remember ’03, selling cd’s on the block with my og’s
four deep, in a crown vic, slapping old beats
tryna find out where the hoes at and what we gone eat
mawb & thugg raised me right, on me
for the ones who think i’m crazy, i’m lowkey
still spitting like i got everything to prove
i got everything to choose from cause everything chose me
you stressing off a simulation
i’m tryna earn a check and learn a lesson from the situation
look at what my n*ggas facing
warfare fighting for seats at tables just to sit with satan

- kuttybear lyrics

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