Real Truth

Black tracksuit with a pair of new sneakers Four door, don't confuse it with a two seater Long hair, wallflower, but my flow heater You can't tell what I am, I'm my own leader These streets got me watching my back deeper I two-step, from those guys Duck down, moving it about I might fuck, around write down Who I'm 'bout to pound You don't know me I'm chocolate mixed with a motive Living in a censored world full of vultures Call me, cold, but I need to go for it They don't wanna see us deck in the gold dust I get it overseas, a hundred degrees dripping in the steeze It's my season no one to please, never on a leash Get my keys, gear loaded on three Call it how I see And you a bitch to me And moving on I be Wait, I ain't finished lemme say something If you want the truth lemme say something I'ma boss, in a tank with my pants sagging So tell em come through, if they can't stand it Wait, I ain't finished lemme say something If you want the truth lemme say something I ain't scared of a dude with a suit baggy So tell come through, I'm in the black Caddy I load the rounds And execute it quickly Earn the pounds Invest it in my wit See me I cut the end like its a wig See me I make a living, others diffy You pretending to be a rapper You really just is an actor Who wanted to be a rapper Disclosure you never latching Exposing these bros like Cosby I'm ASAP on it like Rocky Milly rocking, I'm feeling myself Because I am saucy No one ever really wanna hear the real truth School wasn't no fun that's the real truth Parents spending those funds to make a real youth In a city, where they never seen my dark skin Wait, I ain't finished lemme say something If you want the truth lemme say something I'ma boss, in a tank with my pants sagging So tell 'em come through, if they can't stand it Wait, I ain't finished lemme say something If you want the truth lemme say something I ain't scared of a dude with a suit baggy So tell come through, I'm in the black Caddy --- REAL TRUTH - Jimmy Edgar, J-E-T-S and Machinedrum