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Da Truest Video (MV)




Performed By: Terrence Wood
Length: 4:12
Written by: Terrence Wood




Terrence Wood - Da Truest Lyrics
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Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Ayo you got a better chance of getting struck by lightning
Then f*cking with this nasty ass shit I be writing
I'm tryna get this money not lose it like Tyson
A million dollar baby I ain't talking bout fightin'
Unless we beating up these beats, the hardest heads
Feel me, my blunt words got the sharpest edge
Nigga-rig my equipment, wanna learn? Homie peep it
It don't matter what you use, naw it's all in how you freak it
Cause ain't too many cats f*ckin with me on the beat tip
I speak condescending like I'm on some elite shit
Carry myself with a sense of decorum
Then I get up on your panel and I shut down your forum
Yo this rap shit I analyze it with a vultures eye
I get props like a cop then insult the other guy
I'm hot, you'd probably faint if I got any warmer
The illest graffiti writer couldn't paint me in a corner
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Yeah, and I ain't in this for the girls and the Hennessy
I ain't tryna win The Battle for World Supremacy
That's nonsensical, I'm tryna pan this out
So me and my fam don't have to live hand to mouth
A novice? How you figure I been doing this for a while
Back when Treach was that nigga like Jigga is now
Back when the Crips were the Cribs, I had the pen
And always knew I'd be rich I just didn't know when
I still don't, I get disappointed with some songs
Like Malcolm when he found Elijah was bangin' young jawns
I gotta vent, my nigga blowing nine hundred on rent
Nothing to show and don't know where his doe went
Marvin said it best, this ain't living
Life or death, no it's life or debt
A passenger, I'm tryna to stay driven
Giving my all I ain't tryna fall flat on my face
Even if I did, I'll land with some cat-like grace
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
I got a sixteen on hand that I can spit on demand
Just for, shits and gigs, that'll split your wigs
They say karma is a bitch, she is
She coming round showing off tits and ass you better get your kids
I'm in the crib, writing to relieve the stress
Cause they say what you do most is what you usually do best
I'm a perfect example, especially when I intertwine my words in a sample
You nerds will get trampled
I smoke now and then but I don't condone drugs
Thought I was the shit when I opened up for Bone Thugs
Made a couple hundred bucks, then they sent me home
With a bunch of drunk white kids thinking I'm Bizzy Bone
Mothers want they babies to rhyme, don't start'em
This rap shit can be more depressing than postpartum
But I still spit like it's the last rhyme I speak
With more passion than a coaches halftime speech
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
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Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Ayo you got a better chance of getting struck by lightning
Then f*cking with this nasty ass shit I be writing
I'm tryna get this money not lose it like Tyson
A million dollar baby I ain't talking bout fightin'
Unless we beating up these beats, the hardest heads
Feel me, my blunt words got the sharpest edge
Nigga-rig my equipment, wanna learn? Homie peep it
It don't matter what you use, naw it's all in how you freak it
Cause ain't too many cats f*ckin with me on the beat tip
I speak condescending like I'm on some elite shit
Carry myself with a sense of decorum
Then I get up on your panel and I shut down your forum
Yo this rap shit I analyze it with a vultures eye
I get props like a cop then insult the other guy
I'm hot, you'd probably faint if I got any warmer
The illest graffiti writer couldn't paint me in a corner
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Yeah, and I ain't in this for the girls and the Hennessy
I ain't tryna win The Battle for World Supremacy
That's nonsensical, I'm tryna pan this out
So me and my fam don't have to live hand to mouth
A novice? How you figure I been doing this for a while
Back when Treach was that nigga like Jigga is now
Back when the Crips were the Cribs, I had the pen
And always knew I'd be rich I just didn't know when
I still don't, I get disappointed with some songs
Like Malcolm when he found Elijah was bangin' young jawns
I gotta vent, my nigga blowing nine hundred on rent
Nothing to show and don't know where his doe went
Marvin said it best, this ain't living
Life or death, no it's life or debt
A passenger, I'm tryna to stay driven
Giving my all I ain't tryna fall flat on my face
Even if I did, I'll land with some cat-like grace
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
I got a sixteen on hand that I can spit on demand
Just for, shits and gigs, that'll split your wigs
They say karma is a bitch, she is
She coming round showing off tits and ass you better get your kids
I'm in the crib, writing to relieve the stress
Cause they say what you do most is what you usually do best
I'm a perfect example, especially when I intertwine my words in a sample
You nerds will get trampled
I smoke now and then but I don't condone drugs
Thought I was the shit when I opened up for Bone Thugs
Made a couple hundred bucks, then they sent me home
With a bunch of drunk white kids thinking I'm Bizzy Bone
Mothers want they babies to rhyme, don't start'em
This rap shit can be more depressing than postpartum
But I still spit like it's the last rhyme I speak
With more passion than a coaches halftime speech
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
Move back, yo let me show you how to do this
Real recognize, realize I'm da truest
It don't get much better than this
The rest are bullshit
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Writer: Terrence Wood
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