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Truth Be Told
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Truth Be Told was released on June 2, 2015 by Streetvibe Music LLC / Cloudstorm Ent. as a part of the album Living Among Demons
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Release DateJune 2, 2015
LabelStreetvibe Music LLC / Cloudstorm Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

I remember the first war
The way the sky burned
The faces of angels destroyed
I saw a third of heaven's legion banished
And the creation of hell
I stood with my brothers
And watched Lucifer fall
But now, my brothers are not brothers
And we have come here, where we are mortal
To steal a dark soul
Chapter one, this is post-war music
I'm livin' among demons and I'm walkin' through my ruins
Drew Fella, Ned Lyde, you know my steelo
I do it for the streets, most of all it's for my people
Homies on the block still pissin' for they P.O.'s
And all the homies on the inside fightin' C.O.'s
I'm with my soldiers and we ready for the last battle
Give me the microphone, kill you in a rap battle
Street mentality, you don't wanna battle me
I'll leave you chopped up, spread throughout my gallery
Ancient calvary when I'm riding on a pale horse
Lightning right behind me then I'll hit you with a hailstorm
You've been warned, man it's close to Armageddon
Knowledge from a ghetto scholar, can't believe I said it
I'm in the hood where this life's a big cycle
Little kids grow and learn to hate the fuckin' rival
Every time I spit I let the truth be told
The type of shit that makes you stop watch and behold
Life on the streets, never free, it's no joke
Watched a couple G's end up on death row
Every time I spit I let the truth be told
The type of shit that makes you stop watch and behold
Life on the streets, never free, it's no joke
Watched a couple G's end up on death row
I'm in a black hole filled with drunks and assholes
Greedy motherfuckers fighting over drugs and cash flow
I'm in a back door waiting for my turn
Waiting for the final days to watch my city burn
Everywhere I look, man, the demon's runnin' free
And I know they penetrate the soul of my enemy
They wanna see me dead, bloody, lyin' on the street
Wanna gun me in my home like a U.S. embassy
I'll stay smokin' trees and gotta do the rest
Sendin' Gabriel in the flesh, that's the angel of your death
Your last breath is coming, check the E-Y-E
Blow you off my fuckin' path like an I-E-D
I'll be killin' shit 'til I D-I-E
Yo
No hay mucho tiempo, muerte anda en el aire
Si yo me voy, no más cuiden a mi madre
Mi corazón, mi vida, mi ángel cada día
Me mira con demonios cuando tiene pesadillas
Si quieren algo, homie, dime, no te fallo
Chapo encerrado, conectado con el Mayo
Cuando yo me muera, quiero mariachi trío
Todos mis calaveras fumando fríos y primos
No hay testigos cuando andan balaceando
Y con el diablo todo el tiempo bailando
Si no me encuentran, ya saben dónde estoy
En el barrio con los locos, ya saben cómo soy
Every time I spit I let the truth be told
The type of shit that makes you stop watch and behold
Life on the streets, never free, it's no joke
Watched a couple G's end up on death row
Written by: Dee The Great
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