The Truth lyrics

[Intro]
I’m the truth
Leader
Boosie Badazz
One and only
Lot of motherf*ckers can’t handle the truth
I give it to them anyway

[Hook]
You can’t handle the truth
(You’re all the way live with Boosie Badazz)
You’re in the land of the truth
(You know why the world love me, n*gga? I keep it a hundred)
What I’m saying is true

[Verse 1]
The system designed to keep us all up in prison (true)
Section 8 don’t want the daddy living with the siblings (true)
They don’t want to give us job, so everybody around here stealing (true)
Probably ain’t listening ‘cause their children having children (true)
You know the world we’re living in, man, is straight wicked
They got a cure for AIDS and cancer but we can’t get it (true)
Cops shoot us down ‘cause our skin, they’re some dirty b*tches
They shoot us down on camera, don’t even get convicted

[Hook]
(Talk to them Badazz, they don’t like that)
You can’t handle the truth
(You’re all the way live with that real n*gga Boosie Badazz, n*gga, we know where you at)
You’re in the land of the truth
(Boosie Badazz, Boosie Badazz n*gga talking real sh*t)
What I’m saying is true
(I always keep it a hundred)
But you can’t handle the truth, you’re in the land of the truth
[Verse 2]
They already know the amount of prisoners up in prison (true)
Why the f*ck you think they’re building all them private prisons (true)
Every time you turn the TV, you see gays, man (true)
Kids ain’t supposed to see this at this early age, man (true)
Hoes winning, IG, that b*tch turned up (true)
But 9 times out of 10, we won’t wife her (true)
Bloods telling on their blood, this sh*t new to me
n*ggas who fall don’t always come up ‘cause they’re always hollering used to be (that’s real sh*t)
Half these rappers really pus*y and ain’t making money
If they came cross tha track, we’ll take it from them
n*ggas beefing with each other on the IG
Hoes realer than these n*ggas if you ask me

[Hook]
(Sometimes, a b*tch keep it more realer than your n*ggas)
You can’t handle the truth
(You’re all the way live with Boosie Badazz, n*gga, where you at)
You’re in the land of the truth
(I got some real Boosie Badazz for you)
Know what I’m saying is true
(pus*y ass n*gga)
But you can’t handle the truth, you’re in the land of the truth

[Verse 3]
From my block to your block, it’s a hurricane
b*tches left us all to die in the hurricane
Sent me straight to death row with the murder game
Turned my rap name Boosie to a murder name
Yeah it’s true I got it on me, keep that 40 for ‘em
Federal rats coming home, they’re throwing parties for ‘em
n*ggas don’t even stack their money, it’s a different hustle
n*ggas turning gangbangers ‘cause they like the colors
[Hook]
(It’s a different world out here, most gangbangers ain’t even gangbangers)
You can’t handle the truth
(Everybody hollering they’re real, but most fake)
You’re in the land of the truth
(n*ggas stealing from their boys and sh*t)
Know what I’m saying is true
(Sisters f*cking their sisters’ old man and sh*t)
But you can’t handle the truth, you’re in the land of the truth

[Outro]
Boosie Badazz
Every time you turn to me n*gga, I’ma give you the truth
That’s how I last so long
I remain the truth
I’ma speak the truth on it whether you like it or not
I know most people, they can’t handle the truth