The Truth
(feat. Christ Castro)
[Intro]
[Gunshot]
Queen*******ridge and we dont play ..
For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life
Queen*******ridge and we dont play
Tragedys the name, figured Id just remind yall
Queen*******ridge and we dont play ..
For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life
Queen*******ridge and we dont play
My, my poetrys deep
[Chorus x2]
We are the Truth
We need no proof
Blowin shots off roof
[Castro:] (Touch yall, please dont make us buck yall)
[Verse 1: Christ Castro]
Yo, the names Castro , Im out for pesos
******* sitting on my ass like you couch potatos
While you watch wrestlin, smellin what the rock is cookin
Im in the crackhouse and rock is cookin
Been, locked in macks, with lots of bookings
Beat a ******* down, ******* if them cops is lookin!
Put that heater down son, cuz if you had to pop you wouldnt
You would show up every shortcake topped with pudding
Soft ass *******, sweet ass *******
Ima torch that ***** **, peep that *******
R.I.P. that *******, ????
See, Im that *******, my four fingers on that trigger
Beef me, you better pawn that vigor and buy some guns
fore they find your lungs on your doormat *******
Cuz I pack price thatll flush all your organs out
Make yo fam cut the price in your coffin out
Blood drip when the forcecome out
Slugs rip thru a ******* face blowin large portion out
Talkin bout, you mu******s swear you live, through homicide
Come and talk you out
Now you see what you get when your ass get carried away?
Now your ass gettin carried away
[Chorus x2]
We are the Truth
We need no proof
Blowin shots off roof
[Castro:] (Touch yall, please dont make us buck yall)
[Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi]
Truth is truth, real is real, love is love
Kastro, Khadafi, Blood is Blood
We can go shot for shot, slug for slug
Hit you up, body bags zip you up
I am truly amazing, you cowards aint phasing me
Mahdi, 2- 5, the O-G
I ****** back, and pop them thangs
You runnin off octane, you dont wanna lock with the God
Glocksll bang
Overall, feelin my aura, feelin my style, who you think started this thug *******t?
But meanwhile, ask Noreag and pone, who kept em in the zone
41st Side, Q.B
Bringin it home, homie we got that
Dont ever try to stop my grind, cuz in the meantime in between tyin my nine
Steady long, steady strong when you ****** with mine
And Ima ?eep? regardless to the charges Im a G
Discreetly, holdin my heat, 22s on my feet
Ask Havoc ask Nas, from Q.B. to South Prob yall wanna ******* with the God
[Chorus x2 ]
We are the Truth
We need no proof
Blowin shots off roof
[Castro:] (Touch yall, please dont make us buck yall)
[Outro]
Queen *******ridge and we dont play' ..
For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life
Queen*******ridge and we dont play
My, my poetrys deep
Queen*** ****ridge and we dont play ..
For every rhyme I write, its 2-5 to life
Queen*******ridge and we dont play
Tragedys the name, figured Id just remind yall
[Gunshot]