Joe Budden - The Truth lyrics

Intro] Uh (Yeah) Uh (New Joe Budden) (It’s) Uh (It’s… it’s that On Top Music!) (DJ Go, Joe Budden) (You now listenin’ to “The Truth”) (DJ OnPoint, Joe Budden, let’s go) [Verse] [?] old soul through the fire and tears A n***a seen too much, a little wise beyond my years But ain’t nothin’ changed or raped me (nah) And fame ain’t made me (nah), but the game’s tryna drive me crazy Oh-three was kinda rough (tell ’em why) Two burners pulled out on me, none of ’em bust One dude both times, and only one of ’em bust Nobody k**ed around, almost like I got a shield around me (you heard) You haters wanna holler? (Then here) I’m on the same corner as the m**ms with the paper for a dollar Don’t care what you doin’, you let your temper flare and start brewing You’ll be sorry this year like Rubin Got robbed once, a n***a truck broken into And I made some new friends, is it all coincidental? A few dudes got them llamas waitin’ to hit you Look what a Vibe award and Grammy nomination’ll get you, uh Had one fistfight with a n***a, six-five (right there) Jersey City Grounds Chicken where it gets live (right there) Rumours, crazy a** thoughts about me And artists that I don’t know, they wanna talk about me Your family I.D. you in the morgue if you doubt me Female rappers too, I don’t give a what, boo Like I don’t read what you pricks’ll say to a magazine? Y’all won’t say it to a magazine (f*ggots) But I write the real most DJs won’t play (uh-huh) What people might think, but a n***a wouldn’t say (talk to ’em) Everybody runnin’ round frontin’, what is this? The industry don’t want it to be none of your business, uh But I’ma still be regular Joe, f** it And Def Jam want me to make hits with no budget Lyor [?] Kev I still make hits with no [?] And give myself to whole public (come on) Yeah, n***a