[Pharoahe Monch]

Yo

Truth had me up against the ropes

and semi-concious without no boxing skills

Fear of it makes hair on my neck grow like minoxodil

Watchin the clock is ill when, faced wit the truth

Parallels observing, amateur video tapes of

Twenty-one top notch NYPD cops get ill

Fill they minds not to kill still son, never revealed

True feelings, we speakin on the truth right now in itself is healing

See The Creator, created existence and balance

At right angles, unless it was conceived and stated

So whoever shall stray away from right lives wrong

The deliverance of the word false opposite of truth off course

Sure as my slave name sending

Troy Donald Jamerson paves the path, enabling truth

To stay stable and cling to EARTH!

Sorta similar to the way static electricity sting see

Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror

Visions of yourself and error could never clearer

The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside

But in the inside on the outside you frontin you lovely

The discovery of these things and all are well-hidden

But when you in denial of self it is forbidden, that's the truth



[Female singer]

In due time we will find



[Common] *speaking behind vocals*

See it everywhere, gotta recognize it



Let the truth be told from young souls that become old