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Truth Hurts
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The Truth
作词:Robert Kelly
Now see I try to keep the peace But your lies is killin' me Yo ass is in these streets On them bogus late night creeps
You said you was with your boys Then you tried to switch it Go head with the bullshit 'Cause I ain't none of these bitches
The truth is coming to get cha Pain is about to split cha You done put your hands on me And Dre is about to get with cha
I done messed around and spotted you Like you was famous Now you got that dumb look on your face like What cha name is?
Nigga I know what cha game is You done lied to me so much it's painless Boy you took mommy's first seed for granted Now your cheating ass is about to be strained
'Cause most of y'all niggas can't deal with the truth Be hatin' when you woman start hittin' you with the truth Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the truth And you always running away from the truth
You lied till you make yourself think it's the truth Undress the lie tell me what you got, truth Should have been up front and just told the truth But instead you wanna go and try and hide the truth
Now see time and time again You gotten away with murder The bitch calls here again See I'ma have to hurt her
Fool that you roll with He be hittin' on me You so busy partying Your too damn blind to see
You don't think that I know the scheme You messin' with the intelligence of a wise ghetto queen Boy it ain't much you can get past me I won't leave yo ass crying take it from me
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 'Cause most of y'all niggas can't deal with the truth Be hatin' when you woman start hittin' you with the truth Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the truth And you always running away from the truth
You lied till you make yourself think it's the truth You, undress the lie and what you got it, truth Should have been up front and just told the truth But instead you wanna go and try to hide the truth
Mommy listen up you got me confused Told you I was out smoking with my dudes Then we pop Cris right after we hit the swiss Then later on that night you ain't gonna believe this shit
There was a knock at the door Now check it I'm bout to hip ya The door opens what about ten or eleven strippa's The first thing I did is went into a room to pick up A phone to call you but no said the liquor
And now I got the hiccups hands up like a stick up Got to come up up in here and hear your ass bicker And after all that what make this shit the worse Even though I'm wrong I admit the truth hurts
See some of y'all niggas can't deal with truth Be hatin' when you woman start hit you with the truth Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the truth And you always running away from the truth
See you lied till you make yourself think it's the truth You'll undress the lie tell me what you got it truth Should have been up front and just told the truth But instead you wanna go and try to hide the truth
Some of y'all niggas can't deal with truth Be hatin' when you woman start hit you with the truth Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the truth Always running away from the truth
Because you lied till you make yourself think it's the truth Undress the lie tell me what you got truth Should have been up front and just told the truth But instead you wanna go and try and hide the truth
Truth Truth Truth ...
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