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The Truth Video (MV)




Performed By: PATS!
Language: English
Length: 3:49
Written by: Clint Patrick




PATS! - The Truth Lyrics




I never thought I'd be put in this position
A position to achieve recognition
Beyond comprehension
Did I mention that I'm just getting started
Highly regarded by the masses
I used to skip classes, stare at asses in the hallway
Always knew that I would find a way to stand out
I'mma do this on my own f*ck your hand outs
But I love my girl, don't get me wrong
You can't get always get along in isolation
Gotta compromise with no hesitation
Gotta recognize frustration
Move focus to a different avenue like monopoly maybe go on a shopping spree
Weather's lookin' up
Tryna cop a new outfit
Gotta look slick while I'm takin' a sip of the whit
What if this is it? What if this is it

Inhale, exhale
Life's Good, Just wait
Things will, change fam
Just keep pushin'

What would you do if you knew the truth
About how I get loose in the booth
Would you like it
Would you inspire me
Light the fire in me
Or would you fire me
I hope that you admire me
But I'm done with pretending
It's time to write my own ending

If it is, I'mma conquer
Now is not the time to ponder
I let my mind wander in the depths of life
What if this whole time I was right
Like a fortune teller used to be a basement dweller
Now I'm Jax Teller lookin' for anarchy
Other rappers listening they panicking
I leave 'em standing still like a mannequin
I think I'm turning bad like I'm Anakin

Inhale, exhale
Life's good, just wait
Things will, change fam
Just keep pushin

Nobody can f*ck with the momentum I be holdin' like pony boy I'm golden
I could mold gold I'm molten
In it to win it got the notion
Borrowed that from my first track
Had to run it back like Jack Black in Jumanji
They call me the Boxing Day Tsunami way I be foldin' rappers like Origami
Haters salty like salami cause they know I got the rhythm
They can't touch me, not a smidgen
Pats got em' shittin' like pigeons
Oh, that's nasty
How embarrassin'
People think I'm Macklemore
There's no comparison
You can't afford me like Harrison
I got 'em runnin' back to their garrison
Helms Deep couldn't slow me down
I'm a unit G, about to lay you down
Just surrender, quit being a pretender

Inhale, exhale
Life's good, just wait
Things will, change fam
Just keep pushin'

What would you do if you knew the truth
About how I get loose in the booth
Would you like it
Would you inspire me
Light the fire in me
Or would you fire me
I hope that you admire me
But I'm done with pretending
It's time to write my own ending
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English

I never thought I'd be put in this position
A position to achieve recognition
Beyond comprehension
Did I mention that I'm just getting started
Highly regarded by the masses
I used to skip classes, stare at asses in the hallway
Always knew that I would find a way to stand out
I'mma do this on my own f*ck your hand outs
But I love my girl, don't get me wrong
You can't get always get along in isolation
Gotta compromise with no hesitation
Gotta recognize frustration
Move focus to a different avenue like monopoly maybe go on a shopping spree
Weather's lookin' up
Tryna cop a new outfit
Gotta look slick while I'm takin' a sip of the whit
What if this is it? What if this is it

Inhale, exhale
Life's Good, Just wait
Things will, change fam
Just keep pushin'

What would you do if you knew the truth
About how I get loose in the booth
Would you like it
Would you inspire me
Light the fire in me
Or would you fire me
I hope that you admire me
But I'm done with pretending
It's time to write my own ending

If it is, I'mma conquer
Now is not the time to ponder
I let my mind wander in the depths of life
What if this whole time I was right
Like a fortune teller used to be a basement dweller
Now I'm Jax Teller lookin' for anarchy
Other rappers listening they panicking
I leave 'em standing still like a mannequin
I think I'm turning bad like I'm Anakin

Inhale, exhale
Life's good, just wait
Things will, change fam
Just keep pushin

Nobody can f*ck with the momentum I be holdin' like pony boy I'm golden
I could mold gold I'm molten
In it to win it got the notion
Borrowed that from my first track
Had to run it back like Jack Black in Jumanji
They call me the Boxing Day Tsunami way I be foldin' rappers like Origami
Haters salty like salami cause they know I got the rhythm
They can't touch me, not a smidgen
Pats got em' shittin' like pigeons
Oh, that's nasty
How embarrassin'
People think I'm Macklemore
There's no comparison
You can't afford me like Harrison
I got 'em runnin' back to their garrison
Helms Deep couldn't slow me down
I'm a unit G, about to lay you down
Just surrender, quit being a pretender

Inhale, exhale
Life's good, just wait
Things will, change fam
Just keep pushin'

What would you do if you knew the truth
About how I get loose in the booth
Would you like it
Would you inspire me
Light the fire in me
Or would you fire me
I hope that you admire me
But I'm done with pretending
It's time to write my own ending
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Clint Patrick
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