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lil krillin - the truth lyrics

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verse 1[lil krilin]
hip hop topics are as shallow as a shoe box
so i’m here to expose it’s contents and blow the roof off
i’ts been this way for far too long
nowadays theres no such thing as a new rap song
most lack p-ssion
tell me why rappin’ has become all about fashion
or gettin trashed, what kinda bottles i’m smashin
amount of honeys i’m mackin
what kind of guns i’m packin’
or gettin paid, how many dollars i’m stackin?
we can’t let this happen…
you can’t read a mind, but you can see actions
just know that everything we p-ss has an equal reaction
how are there rich kids in upper cl-ss suburbia
that are now reppin 666 rappin how they’re gonna murder ya?
that’s not what their parents preach
i guarantee that’s not what their schools teach
so… you explain to me how that seed was planted in the way they think
rap has made kids that coulda been righteous
convinced in order to be a man, you gotta use violence
prayin on these young minds persuadin them to try it
meanwhile
rappers on pedestals acting anointed
in reality they’re cashin checks to soak our minds w/ poison
i know of one rapper
not to name any names…
but this dude was a probation officer before he came into fame
your job was to care for the troubled youth man…
if these kids took anything from your music
which most do
then they’re not only troubled
but they’re puppets too
and what do puppets do?
they emulate their masters
so remember kids
you gotta have expensive clothes if yo
wanna be a rapper

verse 2[yung arturo]
but wait i’ve been
real one since day one
more grams than treveon
like a bed i’ve been slept on
but soon i’ll have more green than a fresh lawn
been singing added rappin
everybody asking what happened
not taking a knee but i’m cappin
i’ll hit you with the stick no madden
i run the game call me usain
never out of tune like t-pain
took your girl to my place
now she gone like cobain
i’m just playing this is me tame
i’m popping out like a mustard stain
i’m a prince cause i be sipping on that purple rain
yall thinking this is a game
lemme show y’all that i am not playin
you on a bike b-tch get out of my lane
you already know i got no time to waste
i am too busy tryna get paid
oh by the way, happy birthday here’s some leftover cake
i set you to bake
they told me to stop but i dont use brakes
no matter what i do i come in first place
there is not a game that i cannot play
mess with me and you better pray
cause ill drop the window and like windex ill spray
i’m living my life dont give a f-ck what you say
i got 11 on me like my name is klay
that girl like rihanna she told me to stay
she said show me mercy but i’m not kanye



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