Truth Hurts lyrics
Truth Hurts lyrics
"The Truth lyrics"
A Buncha Niggas lyrics
featuring Biggie Smalls, Busta Rhymes, Guru, Rob-O, Third Eye Intro/Chorus: Who's on the microphone? A BUNCHA NIGGAS! (repeat 3X) I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone Chorus [Third Eye] The Group Home's down yo, flippin with West and me Charge a gap quick kid, best believe it G Oh, I like to flip the script and have a track record Wreckin it swift, I'
(feat. R Kelly)featuring Biggie Smalls, Busta Rhymes, Guru, Rob-O, Third Eye Intro/Chorus: Who's on the microphone? A BUNCHA NIGGAS! (repeat 3X) I got my crew so other niggas better leave us alone Chorus [Third Eye] The Group Home's down yo, flippin with West and me Charge a gap quick kid, best believe it G Oh, I like to flip the script and have a track record Wreckin it swift, I'
[Truth]
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 were with your boys
Then 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 the dumb look on your face like
What cha name is?
Nigga I know what cha game is
You done lied to me so much its painless
Boy you took mommies first seed for granted
Now your cheating ass is about to be strained
Cause most of ya'll niggas can't
Tears Of Blood From An Angel In Mourning lyrics
Beyond a thread of recognition lies a decimated frame screams tear the evening soul she looks upon the purity Mindless method leads to dissatisfaction death, not drinking from the cup In angelic mourning she is weeping alabaster face is streaked with sanguine tears fragile bodies writhe in pain and fill her skies Mindless method lead
deal with the TRUTHBeyond a thread of recognition lies a decimated frame screams tear the evening soul she looks upon the purity Mindless method leads to dissatisfaction death, not drinking from the cup In angelic mourning she is weeping alabaster face is streaked with sanguine tears fragile bodies writhe in pain and fill her skies Mindless method lead
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
You lied til you make yourself think it's the TRUTH
Undress the lie tell what you got TRUTH
Should have been up front and just told the TRUTH
But instead you wanna go and try to hide the TRUTH
Now see time and time again, You got 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 parting, Your to damn blind to see
You don't think that I know that scheme
Your mess with the intelligence of a wise ghetto queen
Boy it ain't much you can get past me
I will leave yo ass crying take it
Song For Sharon lyrics
I went to Staten Island. To buy myself a mandolin And I saw the long white dress of love On a storefront mannequin Big boat chuggin' back with a belly full of cars... All for something lacy Some girl's going to see that dress And crave that day like crazy Little Indian kids on a bridge up in Canada They can balance and they can climb Like their fathers before them T
from meI went to Staten Island. To buy myself a mandolin And I saw the long white dress of love On a storefront mannequin Big boat chuggin' back with a belly full of cars... All for something lacy Some girl's going to see that dress And crave that day like crazy Little Indian kids on a bridge up in Canada They can balance and they can climb Like their fathers before them T
Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the 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
You lied til you make yourself think it's the TRUTH
Undress the lie tell 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
[R. Kelly]
Mommy listen up you got me confused
Told you I was out smoking with my dudes
Then we pop Chrys 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
ano koonaa wo shizuka kani magatte kurai uchini ieni modoroukanado omottakoro iikanjini natteki taka ramo uchiyotto konomama sonomama kuruma no joshuseki anata to futari yasashii yureni meodoji te shimauno mado wo ake sukimakaze kanjite kaeri taku nakunatte sorosoro zutto I think all day and I always pray It's hard to say but it's the only way I'll make you feel all
A phone to call you but no said the liquor
But now I got the hiccups
Hands up like a stick up
Got to come all 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
Hum. See some of ya'll niggas can't deal with the 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 til you make yourself think it's the TRUTH
Undress the lie tell 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
[repeat 2]