The Truth

[Truth]

Now see I try to keep the peace

But your lies is killin me

Yo ass is in these streets

On them bogus late night creeps

You said you were with your boys

Then tried to switch it

Go head with the bullshit

Cause I ain't none of these bitches

The truth is coming to get cha

Pain is about to split cha

You done put your hands on me

And Dre is about to get with cha

I done messed around and spotted you

Like you was famous

Now you got the dumb look on your face like

What cha name is?

Nigga I know what cha game is

You done lied to me so much its painless

Boy you took mommies first seed for granted

Now your cheating ass is about to be strained

Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the Truth

Be hatin when you woman start hit you with the Truth

Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the Truth

And you always running away from the Truth

You lied til you make yourself think it's the Truth

Undress the lie tell what you got Truth

Should have been up front and just told the Truth

But instead you wanna go and try to hide the Truth

Now see time and time again, You got away with murder

The bitch calls here again ,See I'ma have to hurt her

Fool that you roll with, He be hittin on me

You so busy parting, Your to damn blind to see

You don't think that I know that scheme

Your mess with the intelligence of a wise ghetto queen

Boy it ain't much you can get past me

I will leave yo ass crying take it from me

Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the Truth

Be hatin when you woman start hit you with the Truth

Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the Truth

And you always running away from the Truth

You lied til you make yourself think it's the Truth

Undress the lie tell what you got it Truth

Should have been up front and just told the Truth

But instead you wanna go and try to hide the Truth

[R. Kelly]

Mommy listen up you got me confused

Told you I was out smoking with my dudes

Then we pop Chrys right after we hit the Swiss

Then later on that night you ain't gonna believe this shit

There was a knock at the door

Now check it I'm bout to hip ya

The door opens what about ten or eleven strippa's

The first thing I did was went into a room to pick up

A phone to call you but no said the liquor

But now I got the hiccups

Hands up like a stick up

Got to come all up in here and hear your ass bicker

And after all that what make this shit the worse

Even though I'm wrong I admit the truth hurts

Hum, see some of ya'll niggas can't deal with the Truth

Be hatin when you woman start hit you with the Truth

Trying to turn it all around when you know it's the Truth

And you always running away from the Truth

See you lied til you make yourself think it's the Truth

Undress the lie tell what you got it Truth

Should have been up front and just told the Truth

But instead you wanna go and try to hide the Truth