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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
G#
and a fireproof booth
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
might lose they tears
G#
Skettle blues, front page news
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
Dm
The truth. rooftops,
Am
G#
gunshots, don't stop.
The truth.
From sunup to sundown,
we come up.
The truth.
Dm
The pressure, we fed up, get wet up.
The truth.
G#
Can't unstop 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.
Am
Blow right through you.
A#
Well, just my voice will make
G#
Kicking down doors,
everybody on the floor
Am
G#
G#
Still down to do a bid for my people
G
I ride with my coldies,
live for my coldies
G#
Knuckle up, you know what's up
Straight up troubled man,
get your weight up
Am
The truth, from rooftops,
Dm
gunshots, don't stop
G#
Am
The truth, from sunup to sundown,
G#
The truth, the pressure,
we fed up, get wet up
G
Dm
G#
Can't nothing stop the truth
Nothin' but the truth
From rooftops, gunshots,
Am
don't stop be the truth
G
Gm
Am
From sunup to sundown, come on baby
G#
The pressure, we fed up,
G#
Can't nothin' stop the truth
Nothin' but the
Am
The truth is what y 'all waitin' for
G#
I know you want it uncut
Am
Dm
So I kept it raw
G#
From the bricks to the burbs
No contest, we're the best
Dm
Straight outta Philly and Jerse
Am
G
The ghetto's what I'm livin' for
G#
Dm
In case you ever won der,
G
I'm disputed and I got the proof
G#
The proof, lock of a booth,
Dm
or the truck of a cookie
G#
Yeah, be seen, I be the dream
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
G#
No fear to stay away
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
Am
The ghetto's what I'm living for
G#
Dm
In case you ever wonder
C
Undisputed, and I got the proof
Am
The block or the booth
Dm
Oh, the truck or the coupe,
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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