Key: A minor•
Verse 1
G#m
Yeah, what's really good is BC, Jaheim,
the best of both hoods
G#
G#m
Somebody call the fire department,
Dm
G#m
G#
G#m
I hope you got an extra mic
Cause you know,
I'm known to melt a wire or two
You need a fire engineer in here, oh yeah
The booth's smoky all
red like I just lit a flare
But that ain't nothing
but that spliff up in the air
That good ganja,
Am
G#
Am
G#
that marijuana with little red hairs
Left hand, palm on the 9 up
with the same red glare
That'll dot your head,
get it clear, the rock in here
I was raised on the street,
stay on your feet
Am
A#m
Am
Kid, you about to make the headline
G#
Gm
Now standin' on the
G
G#
blocks all played out
Gm
Dm
Wonder why I try, don't hang out
Am
G#
You ain't really real, we can't chill
I changed my feel,
A#m
Am
but I'm still stackin' dollar bills
Am
G#
gunshots, don't stop.
The truth.
From sunup to sundown,
we come up.
The truth.
The truth.
Nothing but the truth.
From rooftops, gunshots,
don't he be the truth.
From sunup to sundown,
Beasty, I be the truth.
Gm
Am
The pressure, we fed up, get wet up.
The truth.
Dm
A#m
Can't unstop the truth.
G#
Gm
Nothing but the truth.
Dm
Still got love in the hood, still all good.
Still bring it to you.
everybody on the floor
Am
G#
G#
Still down to do a bid for my people
live for my coldies
Straight up troubled man,
get your weight up
G#
Am
The truth, from sunup to sundown,
we fed up, get wet up
G
Dm
G#
Can't nothing stop the truth
Nothin' but the truth
From rooftops, gunshots,
G
Gm
Am
From sunup to sundown, come on baby
Nothin' but the
Am
Dm
So I kept it raw
No contest, we're the best
Am
G
The ghetto's what I'm livin' for
G#
Dm
In case you ever won der,
Yeah, without the team, stand
tall like Hakeem
Ready to brawl y 'all,
throw a hook like Kareem
Or Prince Nasim, but nah, I be the king
Kiss my pinky thing, ain't nothing changed
But the range on my aim
got a couple yards longer
Yeah, I'm a couple firearms stronger
I'm still a 44 shell from hell
My court case is caught up,
on my way to the jail
No bail, oh well, my commissary
and mail is stacked
from the queer and the rats
Run the track, clear my head,
get some air and relax
Dm
Top tier, single cell, in a year I'll be back
G#
Dm
In case you ever wonder
kid, your boy is the truth
Yeah, uh -huh, what's really good
is BC and Jaheim,
the best of both hoods
Now clap, I said clap, uh -huh,
uh -huh, now bring it back
Yeah, BC gonna build to holla at your boy
We got that fire, ask my man
Giz, the fire department
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsG#m G# Dm Am A#m...
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