True Voice

They don't want no smoke,

for real, they better chill Because they know I'm the type to

rob, steal, and kill at will If I want to,

anytime, for real And I'm the same one,

main man, fuck him and his game plan I don't give a

fuck 'cause ain't nothing really changed,

man Since I was a young buck All up in these streets

and all behind them walls But I ain't never fall,

I stood and stayed strong And yeah,

I press on So what they wanna do?

I tell 'em word is bond So get gone right out my

face, straight laced Before you feel the base of that smack right

across your chin Let me begin to tell 'em how tough I

am But that's not really what I fucking wanna be So just

get these suckers from the front of me I do this thing

called making music I love it,

why? Because I choose it To keep me calm,

reside the beast in me 'Cause basically,

I don't give a—

Ain't none of these suckers facing me