Letras:
Truth The Get Wise

we're blinded by the desire for our own happiness this odyssey of humanity won't end, not before we demand our dignity back not before we get wise

and we sealin it nigga So back the fuck up, my niggaz act the fuck up So keep yourself in line or you could get smacked the fuck up Jacked the fuck up

dipped in that The beats, my mash, jam you for the platinum you have Run it, the illest, watch me become it I'm here, and took it bowling, like straight to the wig Speak truth

us other wise Cold as winter's guns of summer Boy, you'll watch them run Soldiers willing to breathe in the sun This is your last chance, will you get

: It`s This is not about class, colour or races, let`s get around and see different places yeah, put a smile on thus distant faces, wipe away your sorrow

her, you might get rich It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed For maybe 2 or 3 hours, 'til they light their spliffs And that coke will get

losing theirs and blaming you If you can trust yourself When everybody doubts you And make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait And not get

: Lenny Bruce is dead but his ghost lives on and on Never did get any Golden Globe award, never made it to Synanon. He was an outlaw, that's for sure

side, baby get it-get it Square there, hit that, get back Move kitten move! You can do you too when the mood's hittin Baby you don't need no permission, get