moment of truth

Lyrics

no matter what we face, we must face the moment of truth, baby, they say it's lonely at the top, in whatever you do, you always gotta watch motherfuckers around you, nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof, we all must meet our moment of truth, the same sheisty cats that you hang with, and do your thang with, could set you up and wet you up, nigga peep the language, it's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you, or burn you, lessons are blessings you should learn through, let's face facts, although mcs lace tracks, it doesn't mean behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back, that goes for all of us, there ain't nobody to trust, it's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust, but i can't jeopardize, what i have done up to this point, so i'ma get more guys, to help me run the whole joint, cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die, you know i be the master of the who what where and why, see when you're shining, some chumps'll wanna dull ya, always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya, down, just like some shellfish in a bucket, cause they love it, to see your ass squirm like a worm, but just as you'll receive what is coming to you, everybody else is gonna get theirs too, i ain't no saint, therefore i cannot dispute, that everyone must meet their moment of truth, actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge, you may not know the hardships people don't speak of, it's best to step back, and observe with couth, for we all must meet our moment of truth, sometimes you gotta dig deep, when problems come near, don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere, why do bad things happen, to good people?, seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil, the situation that i'm facing, is mad amazing, to think such problems can arise from minor confrontations, now i'm contemplating in my bedroom pacing, dark clouds over my head, my heart's racing, suicide? nah, i'm not a foolish guy, don't even feel like drinking, or even getting high, cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate, the anxieties that i wish i could alleviate, but wait, i've been through a whole lot of other shit, before, so i oughta be able, to withstand some more, but i'm sweating though, my eyes are turning red and yo, i'm ready to lose my mind but instead i use my mind, i put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine, my only crime, was that i'm too damn kind, and now some skanless motherfuckers wanna take what's mine, but they can't take the respect, that i've earned in my lifetime, and you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes, so like they say, every dog has its day, and like they say, god works in a mysterious way, so i pray, remembering the days of my youth, as i prepare to meet my moment of truth, "you should know the truth and the truth shall set you free", yo i got one lyric pointed at your head for start, another one, is pointed at your weak ass heart, now if i pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines, you're gonna wish i woulda pulled a black nine, i mack dimes, crack the spines of the fake gangsters, yeah the biting trifling niggas, and the studio pranksters, yo looking at the situation plainly: will you remain g?, or will you be looked upon strangely?, i reign as the articulator, with the greater data, revolving on the tascam much doper than my last jam, while others struggle to juggle, tricky metaphors, i explore more, to expose the core, a lot of mcs, act stupid to me, and we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity, but anyway it's just another day, another fake jack i slay with my spectac' rap display, styles, smooth but rugged -- you can't push or shove it, you dig it and you dug it cause like money you love it, the king of monotone, with my own throne, righteously violent prone my words bring winds like cyclones, storming your hideout, blocking out your sunlight, your image and your business, were truly not done right, throw up your he-allah-i now, divine saviors, you got no hand skills there's no security to save ya, no pager, no celly, no drop top benz-y, i came to bring your phony hip-hop to an ending, my art of war will leave you sore from the abuse, cause you must meet your moment of truth, they say it's lonely at the top, in whatever you do, you always gotta watch motherfuckers around you, no one is untouchable, no man is bulletproof. we all must meet our moment of truth