Trae Tha Truth, Tobe Nwigwe - TRUTH (MONUMINTAL LIVE) lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Tobe Nwigwe - TRUTH MONUMINTAL LIVE lyrics]
Look, I'm ten toes down when you
See me in my city
I'm the truth, I got juice
I keep tools when it's friction
My flow ignant, my flow nasty
Every beat I touch a casket
My flow shaba, I'm boombastic
Ain't too many cut from this fabric
Y'all, make some noise for Trae tha Truth
How the vocabulary flips
Set the record like it was Guinness
Finish any track
Go to hit 'em like it was tennis
If you timid
Then the flow get to runnin'
Like it's a scrimmage
Lyrically, I'm murder for hire
But let 'em witness
Man down
Who gon' get 'em up? Try to sit 'em up
Thinkin' 2Pac "Hit 'em Up" how
I lit 'em up
Eat a rapper any day, when I finish
Spit him up
Track god, this the Heaven flow
'bout to send him up
Give me the beat, I'm finna
Speak, make 'em retreat
Put 'em to sleep
I'm in they face, look at the pace
Flow is nasty like a freak
Never defeat, I am a champ, tell 'em repeat
I'm in it deep
Higher fashion, nothin' cheap
Nightmares like I was Meek
This the W
I use it for wins and for the west
Truth is never ended up second
I been the best
Leave reality to pull up and get 'em
I been the stress
Yeah, my words bulletproof
You would think they live in a vest
Look, I'm ten toes down when you
See me in my city
I'm the truth, I got juice
I keep tools when it's friction
My flow ignant, my flow nasty
Every beat I touch a casket
My flow shaba, I'm boombastic
Ain't too many cut from this fabric
Look
See me in my city
I'm the truth, I got juice
I keep tools when it's friction
My flow ignant, my flow nasty
Every beat I touch a casket
My flow shaba, I'm boombastic
Ain't too many cut from this fabric
Y'all, make some noise for Trae tha Truth
How the vocabulary flips
Set the record like it was Guinness
Finish any track
Go to hit 'em like it was tennis
If you timid
Then the flow get to runnin'
Like it's a scrimmage
Lyrically, I'm murder for hire
But let 'em witness
Man down
Who gon' get 'em up? Try to sit 'em up
Thinkin' 2Pac "Hit 'em Up" how
I lit 'em up
Eat a rapper any day, when I finish
Spit him up
Track god, this the Heaven flow
'bout to send him up
Give me the beat, I'm finna
Speak, make 'em retreat
Put 'em to sleep
I'm in they face, look at the pace
Flow is nasty like a freak
Never defeat, I am a champ, tell 'em repeat
I'm in it deep
Higher fashion, nothin' cheap
Nightmares like I was Meek
This the W
I use it for wins and for the west
Truth is never ended up second
I been the best
Leave reality to pull up and get 'em
I been the stress
Yeah, my words bulletproof
You would think they live in a vest
Look, I'm ten toes down when you
See me in my city
I'm the truth, I got juice
I keep tools when it's friction
My flow ignant, my flow nasty
Every beat I touch a casket
My flow shaba, I'm boombastic
Ain't too many cut from this fabric
Look