Luyện nghe bài hát Truth Is

[Black
Hey yo
When you look at me and my brothers your first impression
Does the sight of us leave you guessin or do you understand the
The aggression, the look of no on me and my niggaz faces
the lord overlooked us when he handed down his graces
You see embraces, fall short on the numb tips of street entrepeneur
stuck in the walls of the project halls where the coke smell still lingers
External blingers is all we can be cause on the inside we been given nothin to on
And a deal's harder to get than coke, so my niggaz get they grind on
the TV tells us, aim high nigga, make all goals lateral
But see that takes paper we don't have so, niggaz put they souls up as collateral
Now, some niggaz reclaim 'em, some 'em, make an excuse to sell 'em
But when a nigga from not doin to doin, what can you tell him?
Not to be a Shit I gots to be a nigga, that's how I pay the bills
And I'ma do that whether I got to sling this coke or exploit rhyme skills
See America makes you an opportunist, and at the same time institutionalize you
So the fact that get, big record deals
big and go to jail shouldn't surprise you
That's what lies do, you see most of guys
do have raw talent an infinitile education
So the feed you all the weed and ecstasy
and a little bit of paper to some pacification
from all the frustration they serve you
Meanwhile they corrupt your of what the real is
See they takin all our businessmen, and givin 'em the mindsets of drug
Took all our messengers, made 'em
just they jaws afraid to admit their treason
Took all our soldiers for the cause, made 'em for no reason
And bein fucked up, well that's in season
So, if you're negative positive, and if you're positive you're called a hater
But I maintain control of my soul I know it gets greater later
And I told the last show shit, a nigga no hater, I just know what the truth is
intertwined in this puddin for 'bout a year now so I know where the proof is
See, it lines these midtown Manhattan
where former hustlers like myself papers
and pull off fucked capers like, 16 infamous stars of the
got us choppin and, baggin and
servin that to niggaz 16 bars at a time now
The crime is by the feds
cause in heads of our kids is the track is
And music is potent straight to the soul
so it's more addictive than crack is
Now, the high is just an illusion all and confusion
But to feel that rush just once, my young bucks'll go it
So in essence, they still floodin the streets with the thugs, drugs and the
They just usin these labels to do it
Takin our hearts off demos, puttin us in
to fuck up divine direction
But, young black men have trained to chase money
and pussy, so we fall victim to our own
And begin to convince ourselves on our way somewhere where we're not goin
But ignorance is bliss and love this so, niggaz take pride in not knowin
We not growin, nigga I a fuck how slick you flowin
if you ain't showin nuttin to these kids or addin nuttin to the earth
Black Ice been destined to touch the ever since I was born
To be real, fuck a deal, God gives me what I'm worth
"Soul Survivor" {*echoes*}