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
Like the lord overlooked us when he handed his graces
You see embraces, fall short on the numb of street entrepeneur fingers
Still stuck in the walls of the project halls where the smell still lingers
External blingers is all we can be cause on the inside we been nothin to shine on
And a record deal's harder to get than coke, so my get they grind on
Cause the TV tells us, aim high nigga, make all goals
But see that takes paper that we don't so, niggaz put they souls up as collateral
Now, some niggaz reclaim 'em, blame 'em, make an excuse to sell 'em
But when a goes from not doin to doin, what can you tell him?
Not to be a nigga? Shit I to be a nigga, that's how I pay the bills
And I'ma do whether I got to sling this coke or exploit these rhyme skills
See America makes you an opportunist, and at the time they institutionalize you
So the fact that get, big record deals
big money and go to jail surprise you
That's what lies do, you see most of guys
do have raw talent just an education
So the feed you all the weed and ecstasy
and a little bit of paper to provide pacification
from all the frustration they serve you
Meanwhile they corrupt your perception of the real is
See they takin all our businessmen, and givin 'em the mindsets of dealers
Took all our messengers, made 'em
just flappin they jaws afraid to their treason
Took all our for the cause, made 'em killers for no reason
And fucked up, well that's in this season
So, if you're negative positive, and if you're positive you're called a hater
But I control of my soul cause 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 Manhattan skyscrapers
where former hustlers like myself papers
and pull off fucked capers like, 16 stars of the time
got us choppin and, baggin and
servin that to niggaz 16 bars at a time now
The crime is by the feds
in heads of our kids is where the track is
And music is potent it's straight to the
so it's much addictive than crack is
Now, the high is just an all lies and confusion
But to feel that rush just once, my young go through it
So in essence, they still the streets with the thugs, drugs and the killing
just usin these record labels to do it
Takin our off demos, puttin us in limos
tryin to fuck up divine
But, young black men have been trained to chase
and pussy, so we fall to our own erection
And begin to convince ourselves we're on our way somewhere where we're not
But is bliss and niggaz love this so, niggaz take pride in not knowin
We not growin, I give 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*}