AZ - I Am The Truth

[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