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Pharoahe Monch F/ Common, Talib Kweli :: Lyrics |
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 Artist :: Pharoahe Monch F/ Common, Talib Kweli |
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| Lyric :: The Truth |
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| [Pharoahe Monch]
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 trut (full lyric) |
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