[AZ:]

It's the most marvelous

Haha, so consistent, so Denevere

This here is classical

I'm a genius!

Allow me...



[Verse 1:]

Scrilla rap spitter, silverback gorilla, mass killer

Heavy hoodie cow, hide, half chinchilla

Watch for scrilla's cuz they hastle the dealers, for reala

Y'all little niggaz, me I lex and grilla, I'm chilla

Pillows of purple had to seal up my circle

It's serious, when your seralbello senses alert you

Pollack church shoes parolee homie's home on curfew

Who's commercial, I verbalize universal

Uniqueness, I'm nonchalant nigga no secrets

What ambiance never show weakness, control leakege

Live niggaz know I speak it

Verbalize outta eye, cuz we cohesive

Flow's freakish

Dough is just honor the pieces to the puzzle

Like the streets always been to the struggle



[Chorus:]

I am the truth, truth

On a whole nother level

From the stone to the bezel

To the chrome on the metal

I zone for the ghetto's (Huh! Huh!)

I am the truth, truth

Every coast gotta know

I'm the most with the flow

No joke I'm a pro

I'm like the pope on the low



[Verse 2:]

Soul music so intense so live

It's, no excuses y'all been so deprived

This is so exclusive and I'm so obliged

Certified superhero with no disguise

Force the vibe for the niggaz got tossed aside

and the misfortuned that lost they lives

I survive, I weave from side to side

No when to slide, stay hush, use my eyes to guide

I'm straight up

Too tough try hide my pride

Grew up amongst sky high homocide

Who am I besides homie that exposed to phoneys

The one and only still intact without the matrimony

Still on track I cock back and, black like Toby

Y'all bastards know me, no wolfpack attack for doly



[Chorus:]

I am the truth, truth

On a whole nother level

From the stone to the bezel

To the chrome on the metal

I zone for the ghetto's (Huh! Huh!)

I am the truth, truth

Every coast gotta know

I'm the most with the flow

No joke I'm a pro

I'm like the pope on the low



[Hook:]

Certified murder ties

Been in beef, burglarise

Been a beast, purchased pies

Hell heat, perfect size

Felt defeat, felt the rise

Seldom sleep, dealt with lies

Been Tel-Aviv through certain rides

Smelt police, I works with high



[Verse 3:]

Hood legend, household name

Presence is felt, real niggaz vouch for my pain

Ahead of myself, what else is there about this game

The letters is spelt, so know when he drouch the same

Measure my wealth with realness, I know what's good

No mills missed, keep one foot in the hood

I still spit like a lot of niggaz wish they would

Can sell shit till I'm stiffed and shipped in wood

Misunderstood, mama's only son she's stressed to get it done

She knows I'm the last one left



[Chorus:]

I am the truth, truth

On a whole nother level

From the stone to the bezel

To the chrome on the metal

I zone for the ghetto's (Huh! Huh!)

I am the truth, truth

Every coast gotta know

I'm the most with the flow

No joke I'm a pro

I'm like the pope on the low