Face the Facts

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Go and face the facts I got the punchlines that hit you in the face go and break your back Can't take a nap, not while they sleepin' on me Not pop this is hip-hop don't fuck with a beat that's corny Real emcees, they gimme the rush here to make a couple of bucks Runnin' amuck bustin' a nut up on my lady friend Here to earn my keep no matter currency they pay me in Church they preach, with their greed how could you not be an atheist Still my inner light shines, it's radiant Takin trips over the seas from France to Italy Amazing what the music did to me, the little sixteen year old Wishin' to go to Europe ya I made that boy proud Now Im here to get my voice out, the message heard Find the best spot, set up shop and get to work Got the boys with me, old noise, voice of the city Koi fish swimmin', more joy, toys for the kiddies Ya'll already know, that I got what you need With Napalm steady droppin' the beats the shit is magic We'll make you happy that you're livin on this planet Imitation, listen baby, only one of me standin' it's Robbie G [Verse 2] Yeh, watch me flex on a beat, the next to beat You think you next to me without the recipe Hard work mixed with dedication, passion Preparation, training, maintainin', never stayin' passive I passed tests, cash cheques, mad vexed at these up and coming never done a thing type rappers Actin' like they wanna be the king type rappers But all they wanna do is fuckin' sing, try rap first Get your bars tight, stop fabricatin' that you lived a hard life When you are white and never had to deal with the oppression of blacks I'm just givin' you the lessons and facts If I hear another gun bar, by someone who never held a gun Let alone own one car, livin' at home, on their front yard, I'll pull their card They can joke all day, but I'm one dark knight, harsh reality If I'm a star, then I'm far outta the galaxy Can't kill me still I try and peel the cap off on my salary So I can do numbers that are infinite Hip-hop I'm happy you're alive I can't live with this, word up [Verse 3] There comes a time, in every mans life where he's gotta handle shit up on his own There comes a time, in every mans life where he's gotta handle shit up on his own The apple don't fall to far from the tree That's why I got this hunger in me The appetite to get it, took some bad advice and listened Learned my lesson now I'm back and twice as driven Have to sacrifice the life I'm livin' Despite the fact that I don't like religion I don't discriminate or eliminate that he might've risen Listen to the signs it's fine by me If you don't agree with the things my eyes see Time flies, and the minds my key To stay connected not using a wi-fi stream I get high, buy weed, get an ounce a week Smoked out, make my bed and I lay me down to sleep, peace God
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Credits
- Writers
- Robbie G