Put on yout hat and and take A walk the street I think you're to be surprised By all the bodies you The of the melting pot Wreeks of a guy does your windows With a and his spit The whores on the try to forget That they the lives of the guys they met Some will you up and stuff You down a drain pipe Cause they wouldn't touch body a ten foot pole
Stick em up, stick em up, empty the Said the to the owner of the liquor store I was some wine When I heard the pops and a started screaming "Someone the cops" The cops were called, and we were told to But the death rose because the cops were late The ran out,and he was gone in a flash He got away the murder, And out with the
The hurts, the truth hurts, And fairy tales are like a book The truth hurts, the truth open your eyes and take a look, son
Let's take a little trip to the lower a junkie in a place where the freaks reside He shoots the shit, and gets the paid free With government checks and lots He sees his kids about a week And his wife's on her death bed as we She prays for little ones But the boy is infected and the O.K. Jackin' in the while the city sleeps You play lor fun and they for keeps There's a in the hood just waitin to pop And a kid in a Cadillac to cop Herb and vials of coke And he don't sweat it out the fine's a joke In a of time it was a real done deal back to the burbs because the shit ain't real
But the hurts, the truth hurts, And fairy tales are written a book The truth hurts, the hurts, just open eyes and take a look, son