Shadowville Productions - The Ugly Truth lyrics

(Verse 1 - Moey) You know a lot of people, they got a lot of feelings They got a lot of Desert Eagles that keep disappearing In fear that this mysterical cheering is a hysteria You steer in to clear of the pyramids that bury us Establish a standard hazardous magic fascination Pa** it out your a**, a spell-gaster's mastered creation Map your statements, capitalization scamming our statements You camp in the basements of taxpayers' next paycheck The same steps for plain wrecks you gained from a cubical Persuades you to go stranger than the usual It's critical, and you're acting as if you didn't know There's living proof of cutting off the heads of little souls Midgets, and b**hes like Bridget build bridges to the cemetery Simmer them in sk**ets, preparing an image through rare meat Your feelings are incendiary, incidents daring, but spare me This realistic sense of caring bearly, I rarely do (Chorus - Moey) Maybe I should start tellin' that truth more often And I should probably start comin' out again, see Everyone's sins, and everyone's lived Maybe I should draw the ugliness in every instance Maybe I should start yellin', puttin' fools in they coffins And I should probably cough to make their graves tense, see Everyone skins, and everyone sins Maybe I should draw the ugliness in every instance (Verse 2 - Moey) See, b**hes want attention and a tension When they ain't even ten cents thick, skin's chipped as a bench is Bench this, b**h, I built a fence fast, friends, sh** You're less than a sentence, a fragment lagging predicates Grab the sedative and add the additive, subtract the measurement And smash that up your a**, you should practice, or better yet Forget you had a chance, my hand done snatched it like an interception Mastermind's giving lesson, you pa** it like it is intended You didn't defend it like freedom we could never have I don't mean to brag, but I could handle your crew in advance So, who'd have guessed a freshman could step through the tent And vent with no less than his best specialty, fooling men Pursued the pants of your beautiful half a** b**h I could hashtag that a** quick and send it to my friend's list A gas mask for that a** has no chance I'd tap that, but that stench spreads colds fast (Chorus - Moey) Maybe I should start tellin' that truth more often And I should probably start comin' out again, see Everyone's sins, and everyone's lived Maybe I should draw the ugliness in every instance Maybe I should start yellin', puttin' fools in they coffins And I should probably cough to make their graves tense, see Everyone skins, and everyone sins Maybe I should draw the ugliness in every instance (Verse 3 - A-F-R-O) I'm a freak trapped in a cellar, raps are what I endeavor And half of my life is severed by pa**in' lights in my era I'm sort of retortin' rhythm from figurin' out my lyrics And hearin' my mind configured by fighters in my adventure Enlightened, and tried to lecture the people and the rest of us Heaven awaits, but demons and evil continue wreckin' havoc A possible prodigy, probably I be poison Anonymously, I'm toyin' with God's heart, I'm supposed to be A nice guy, that gives advice and tries to better himself Without a back to carry any wealth So, what's the deal, what's the point The feelings that I deal with are literally capturing my soul It has a grip on me, equipped with a fist and heart, odyssey But it's hard to see an artist with a harmful conscience that bees me Actually, I spit tragedy all over a verse I open my eyes and realize it's hell on earth (Chorus - Moey) Maybe I should start tellin' that truth more often And I should probably start comin' out again, see Everyone's sins, and everyone's lived Maybe I should draw the ugliness in every instance Maybe I should start yellin', puttin' fools in they coffins And I should probably cough to make their graves tense, see Everyone skins, and everyone sins Maybe I should draw the ugliness in every instance