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PreSeason
The Truth lyrics by Mark Battles

[Produced By: J-Cuse]

[Intro]
I came to tell 'em the truth
And the truth hurts

[Verse 1]
She said "do what you're supposed to, and never let 'em fold you"
Momma was a thug, I was raised by a soldier
The purse on her shoulder got a pistol with no holster
Said "let a nigga make a move and I'mma toast 'em"
Ghost 'em, sleep tight ain't never what it seem like
Wanna know my life? A lot of death in some street fights
Walking home at night they smoking meth by the streetlights
Had to check some niggas cause they thought I was the weak type
See heights that they never thought I could reach
Word games and flashcards so my daughters can speak
Cause she 'bout to turn 5 and she can't say a word
Since she's not autistic all these doctors getting on my nerves
Consistent with my urge until I get what i deserve
Killing all you nerds I'll treat the rap game like the purge
Tongue tricking while I drive, baby please don't make me swerve
She only interested for benefits will I ever learn

[Hook]
I came to tell 'em the truth
And the truth hurts
I'm here to tell you the truth

I just hope it works
I came to tell 'em the truth
And the truth hurts
I'm here to tell you the truth
I just hope it works

[Verse 2]
I grew up with screw ups but I ain't really do much
Hit the park and see who wanna battle for a few bucks
Anybody want it, they can get it, come get chewed up
Don't make me have to pull your card and bag you like a school lunch
Who us, what you mean? You witnessing a couple kings
Bring my team to chase the dream I'm tryna do my thing
Right, going hard while you sleep as a man I'm complete
So at times I take it deep , before I hit the booth I tend to pray for every beat
Cause momma always said bless your food before you eat
And I'mma feast, yeah I'mma feast
Struggle can make you weak I used to cry myself to sleep
Really was broke as hell, my babymomma called me cheap
Cause I never let her see me down I kept it so discrete
Bringing hope to the hopeless, repairs for the broken
Aware that I was chosen, I swear I'll stay focused

[Hook]

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