ugly truth Lyrics

My style my flow I'm wild I know

And now I'll grow into something you've never seen before

I'll clean the floor with emcees

I'm bored of being on top of my game is tight

I'm taking flight history in the making

Me want to embrace my name even more

My choice to reign

No voice the same

Royce is insane

I'm 5'9" with my music

Poison in my brain

Making me lose it

Choosing these pens over badge and gun

Swapping lethal weapons

Copping lessons

No cap no whopping

Hopping on a beat and mopping

Til clean for the drop in

I'm not stopping

I don't see a reason like it's not red

Let me change what I said

I'm not stopping for any reason

And that's the ugly truth

Foreign language in the booth

This artistic side of me has been hibernating

Inside of me since days of my youth

No more waiting muddy waters too shallow

Stop hating I'm creating

Hang with me no gallows

Nor narrow minded fellow

Will make me quiver my arrow

Too straight too cold I aim and shoot you shiver

I deliver like alcohol to your liver

Don't mistake me for a taker

I'm a giver of life OB/GYN heard the Book of Ryan

Turned me into a killer of syllables

No parable comparable

This pen and I inseparable

I'm always honorable

But I don't sit on the bench

Unless I'm coaching careful when approaching

Never knowing if this is my Last Resort

Papa Roaching no encroaching allowed

That's a five yard penalty

I strive hard mentally

My dukes can be hazardous when you get hit

Yeah but I'm not generally proud

I don't strive for perfection

I know it doesn't exist

I won't hide from rejection

I'll show you I can resist

I got drive with direction

No road to hidden to miss

If you side for subjection

You better cease and desist

I'll take this evil guitar beat

Smoke it cigar heat

I'm too bizarre

Treat me like meat your reheat when you meet me

I'm too tough

There's no fairway for me to say

I'm on my way to the green

Don't mean to be mean but you stay and play from the rough

You're just a bogey on my six

I'm the albatross no one predicts

You're a little birdie I'm the big eagle

You're playing dirty I'm scoring thirty

Trying to be regal

Standing out Dani Speegle

Trying to innovate while the beat invigorates me

Just because I'm not known

Doesn't mean you commiserate me

Don't worry my time is coming

I'm becoming the one to understudy everyone

I'm not a Kid but I'm humming no Cudi buddy

Willing to get by knuckles bloody on anyone

Taking the road less traveled right through the storm

No matter how muddy I'm not the norm

Normally I'm not like this

Sit in the corner ficus

Trying to fight this feeling of being undiscovered

Wondering if I'll ever recover

I bet I will

Because I can't help myself from honing my skill

I'm prone to be ill

The kind no pill can uncover

I'm different

Very