J. Dash, Carlito Olivero - Tabloid Truth lyrics

If I rap about pain and
I might make a million
Rap about 'caine and I might make a million
Rap about fame and I might make a million
Rap about God and it's
Silence in the buildin'
You don't know the feelin'
You don't know the feelin'
'Cause people only cheer when
You're talkin' 'bout sin
And then your baby mama trippin'
And your bills ain't paid
You'll say 'bout anything to keep the
Food up on your plate
And the Coogi on your back
And the tat up on your chest
And the rims under the Chevy
And the chain around your neck
I'm so tired of livin' right
I'm so tired of takin' heat
Should I roll with God or
Keep runnin' these streets? I scream

Oh God, my God, oh god
Can you take this thorn from me?
'Cause, I thought I was reborn but
My life is just as torn
As when it was when I was in these streets
(Streets keep callin', streets keep
Callin') Oh God, my God
(Streets keep callin'
Streets keep callin') Can you take
This pain from me?
(Streets keep callin', streets
Keep callin') 'Cause
I thought I was reborn but my
Life is just as torn (Streets keep callin'
Streets keep callin') As when it was
When I was in these streets

Battle and the enemy is killin' me
And ain't nobody feelin' me
'cause e'rybody lost
E'rybody follow anybody who
Don't follow anybody
'Cause e'rybody thinkin' that he the boss
Nowadays e'rybody wanna be a shark
E'rybody got what e'rybody got
E'rybody got cash, e'rybody got whips
E'rybody got ice, e'rybody got heart
What ever happened to another man's soul?
Does it really matter what
That other man did?
Y'all don't understand 'cause it takes real
Man to suck it up
And take care of another man's kid
But that never got nobody up in VIP
50 yard line Super Bowl box seats
Super long money with a guarantee
Let's see how many hats can I wear on me?
Now these hats startin' to wear on me
Far as I see
'Cause, I paid my tithe and offerin'
But pastor need a Bentley
I made amends but I'm through
With these fair-weather friends
That smile in my face
I got a diabetic momma and
A life full of drama
Sometimes all I really wanna say is

Oh God, my God, oh god
Can you take this thorn from me?
'Cause, I thought I was reborn but
My life is just as torn
As when it was when I was in these streets
(Streets keep callin', streets keep
Callin') Oh God, my God
(Streets keep callin'
Streets keep callin') Can you take
This pain from me?
(Streets keep callin', streets
Keep callin') 'Cause
I thought I was reborn but my
Life is just as torn (Streets keep callin'
Streets keep callin') As when it was
When I was in these streets

Streets keep callin' but I just keep runnin'
Runnin' from the devil but
He just keep comin'
Comin' from the bang'em where
They just keep gunnin'
Gunnin' for ya soul now everybody cold
Streets keep callin' but I just keep runnin'
Runnin' from the devil but
He just keep comin'
Comin' from the bang'em where
They just keep gunnin'
Gunnin' for ya soul now everybody cold

I put my hands on the wheel, then gripped it
Put the pedal to the metal, then whipped it
Never touched first gear I skipped it
Closed my eyes then let God drive
And if anybody's listenin'
You bet that I was gonna disappear
You better tell 'em J dash in the
Buildin' and he bet his soul
That he's never gon' fold 'cause
'Cause, I'm here
(I'm here) , and I'm loose (I'm loose)
No fear (No fear) , no troops (No troops)
Just me (Just me) no proof (No proof)
All I got (All I got) is my word
And that's the Tabloid Truth