HIDDEN TRUTH ft. Aaron Dews, Battz & Kid Prince Lyrics

Yeah, okay, okay, yeah See, the truth must be unveiled

See the truth for yourself Cosplaying as heroes

Knowing we villains from hell If you honest and willing

You probably know it as well I know I created the death

That I can't pay, need a bill You failed the last time you did it, man

Does that ring a bell? We too busy out here

Playing house with Lil' Jezebel We full of it, Bob Saget

all madness, it's all addicts, dead bodies all casket, all sadist dog

I can't lie to myself no more Got hurt, got pain, got a damaged soul

Got dirt, got shame, gotta pay them all Then I can't say I'm sane no more

I wanna be better, I gotta be better I don't even know what to say no more

Remember that's the point, don't say no more can't even say don't pray no more

Truth, truth, gotta quiet myself, Putting trust in my own thoughts

I ain't never good for my health But for real though, cos I ain't no thoughts

And I know my heart is a mess And I can't really lose

If I try to put this truth to the test

My family's peeping that I'm irritated They say they grown and they've been changed

And they've been liberated But for me, my self-worth in me has been

deflated Not one time that grace that want has been

illustrated That Jezebel, man, be having me exhilarated

Gassing up all my insecurities like I've been the greatest

That change has not been demonstrated That change has not been demonstrated

Another season of seeming demons Want you to reason and giving reasons

Why they hurting you but not solutions I'm breaking down, my heart's polluted

Those Christian needs that they speaking So watered down and it's so diluted

Now I'm feeling stupid Now I'm looking dumb

Now I'm looking clueless, I knew it Because what we saying, doing

Gotta be congruent The influence that we got

Really can't be making movements

Man, I don't get it

They still say that boy can't make it You gotta twisted

If you think I'm talking about being famous It ain't what my aim is

The aim is let you know who my king is And like, dang boy, be quiet

Stop talking that lame ass We wanna see how you be cooking up

Wait in your basement See this thing is messed up

I'm trying to give it a facelift Trying to take him to the sun

Without a fireproof spaceship But they love the dark

They be on that Bruce Wayne cave to Kimba Lee that we made it this serious

My graduation went from the lowest of places To the highest of placement

Sinking in sand, but now I stand on the rock of ages

I'm clinging to the word, man, your boy is so tenacious

The challenge comes chasing And I ain't scared to face it

Face off, John Travolta I'm Nicolas Cage'n

Easy to get depraved if you ain't flipping through no paper

But the only papers that I toss is bills and applications, damn