The Truth chords by Raekwon
Verse 1
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Ay yo, ay yo, ay yo,
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yo we the gods still tear the whole hood apart
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Dots that'll splatter through faces,
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taste niggas hearts
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I'm intellectual plus professional,
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and war bounds the vegetables
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Shit is right here, like my fly gear
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we the gods still tear
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the whole hood apart
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Dots that'll splatter through faces,
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taste niggas hearts
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I'm intellectual plus professional,
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and war bounds the vegetables
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Yo we the guards still tear
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the whole hood apart
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Dogs that'll splatter through faces,
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taste niggas hearts
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I'm intellectual plus
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professional and war bounds
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Yo we the guards still
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tear the whole hood apart
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Dogs that'll splatter through faces,
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taste niggas hearts
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I'm intellectual plus profession
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al and war bounds
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The vegetables,
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shit is right here like my fly gear
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Dare any white man or fan
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nigga ran through niggas
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Blue shotties and nig gas,
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lobbies the grand rizzo
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We left, the radio broke,
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I yoked my vocals hitting green smoke
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A law man, show me when the needle broke,
numb the whole crowd up
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Stu pid ass, laugh out the, never knew what they had,
now they proud of us
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Picture my vision, precision,
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lines jumping out of commission
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Divine got me, nigga the boss,
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he popped me,
Ray we gotta generate law
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I feel you got tech to mill dude,
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buy jets and vehicles
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Steal a little, wrap up the whole
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rap government
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Go ahead,
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y 'all floss with it, walk with it
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I'll slap your boss with it, navy blue
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New
York fitted
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I'm cold, frostbitten,
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two puffs and off with it
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Your smell of earth for our lettuce
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box is forfeited
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Blocks is hot,
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feel a shot from the forfeited
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With no regard for your boulevard,
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just a shit bag and bullet scar
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It's the red law, riddle me this,
riddle me that
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Who the pretender,
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and who the doorman that let him enter?
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Wu -Tang, 36 chain, what you smokin'?
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Got you in the game chokin', like
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Van
Gundy coachin'
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Your street team, bunch of weaklings,
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don't ever let me catch you reaching
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Respect when a grown man is speaking
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Shhh, keep on sleeping, and just like
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TLC, I'll keep on creeping
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The 5 % of y 'all, keep on teaching
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The heat -seeking,
Mr.
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Of ficial
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That got issue, like
Funk
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Doc got snot tissue
It's hot niggles
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Everywhere I turn, I see your face
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But you're never there
Shhh, shit ain't over
The Truth
Raekwon
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