The Truth

Pharoahe Monch-Verse 1:

Yo

Truth had me up against the ropes

and semi-concious without no boxing skills

Fear of it makes hair on my neck grow like minoxodil

Watchin the clock is ill when, faced wit the truth

Parallels observing, amateur video tapes of

Twenty-one top notch NYPD cops get ill

Fill they minds not to kill still son, never revealed

True feelings, we speakin on the truth right now in itself is

healing

See The Creator, created existence and balance

At right angles, unless it was conceived and stated

So whoever shall stray away from right lives wrong

The deliverance of the word false opposite of truth off course

Sure as my slave name sending

Troy Donald Jamerson paves the path, enabling truth

To stay stable and cling to EARTH!

Sorta similar to the way static electricity sting see

Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror

Visions of yourself and error could never clearer

The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside

But in the inside on the outside you frontin you lovely

The discovery of these things and all are well-hidden

But when you in denial of self it is forbidden, that's the truth

(*In due time, we will find*)

Common-Verse 2:

Let the truth be told from young souls that become old

From days spent in the jungle, where must one go

To find it, time is real, we can't rewind it

Out of everybody I met, who told the truth? Time did

We find kids speakin cuz it's naturally in us

But the false prophets by tellin us we born sinners

Venders of hate, got me battlin my own mind state

At a divine rate, I ain't in this just to rhyme great

See the truth in the thighs of a stripper, the eyes of my nigga

If it's only one, then why should it differ

So constantly I seek it

Wonderin why I gotta drink a six pack to speak it

Took a picture of the truth and tried to develop it

Had proof, it was only recognized by the intelligent

Took the negative and positive, cuz niggas got to live

Said I got to get more than I'm given

Cuz truth'll never be heard in religion

After searchin the world, on the inside what was hidden

It was the truth

(*Truth, truth, truth, truth, truth, truth

In due time, we will find*)

Talib Kweli-Verse 3:

Check it, on my neck I still got marks from the nooses

The truth it produces, fear that got niggas on the run like Carl

Lewis

The truth is my crew is the smoothest bits of saliva juices like

the roots is

More organic than acoustics

Heavenly roll set you free and kill you in the same breath

That shit you gotta get off your chest before your death, unless

The way you speak is lighter than a pamphlet

Cuz the truth give the words away to the planet goddammit

I ran wit what God planted in my heart and I understand it

To be the bring the light to the dark, breathe some life in this

art

This must be the truth (why?) cuz we keep marchin on (true)

The truth lay the foundation of what we rockin on (true)

You can't see it if you blind but we will always prevail (true)

Life is like the open sea, the truth is the wind in our sail

And in the end, our names is on the lips of dying men

If ever crushed in the earth, we always rise again

When the words of lying men sound lush like the sound of a

violin

The truth is there, it's just the heart you gotta find it in

(*You will find*)