It's Just The Truth

It’s Just the Truth – Mikey V/Nick Frizzy

If I don’t, who will!? Who’s gonna give you guys the thrills while they’re on some pills. Getting my fill through the kills, and being so ill, I’m so high up in the hills. So let me put the lock down on this block don’t even need a glock. You call me a phony, act like you my homie, but then turn around and start talking shit like you don’t know me. You must be a one trick pony who gets all horny, then starts being corny with yo’ whack ass disses, you don’t want to miss this, my ass you can kiss it, and you’re making some fucking claims that I’m trying to ride the fame of Eminem and say I’m a wanna-be. Bitch, Hell No, I’m a mothaphucking Prodigy, who rebels and revels his bass and treble, they already know that my flows are from the below so when I put the pedal to the metal, my level comes nowhere near Slim Shady’s, you must be Tom Brady, cuz after only one game, you come back to bat, but your ball becomes flat, and the girl calls deflate-gate, guess it’s one of your many traits. It so fucking sad, you last as long as NL did when he tried to battle, didn’t you see He got branded like a cattle. So while you’re telling me to take an L, you’re over here chasing your own tail, taking so many L’s, not even Satan wants you with him in Hell. Father forgive me for what I’m saying, I don’t mean to be playing, this message just needs relaying.

Now this if for ladies, it’s really kind of crazy, clear your eyes, they looking hazy. I don’t mean to diss, but riddle me this: Does your baby ass bitch act like he got like glitch; always using your money cuz you’re rich. He’s acting all weird, maybe he had too many beers, or I fear drop this mothaphucka ‘fore he leaves you in tears. Hide your checks, cuz all hands to the deck, he’ll take your money, laugh like it’s funny, then get going while I’m flowing, there’s no slowing this dude only liking you when you nude, he’ll show you off to his holmies for the fame while I rap to tame the voices in my head, but wait he’s not dead. Oh wait..

Come on, be smart, don’t be a retard. This dude’s going to swipe your V-Card? He’ll probably leave you to grieve. So you need retrieve your dignity, he’s only wanting, that shit is daunting, never giving back, he must be on some crack, don’t worry I just dissed him on this track without using any names, just spitting my game. Hey Bud, call me insane and you’ll be left in pain. You should’ve stayed in your lane, so when you try to diss don’t take the risk, add me to the list, cuz I’ve reached complete maturity, ya better bring some security. This info should be trained and retained cuz’ when I’m done chopping you up, I’m going to be detained.

Now you see the proof, don’t be mad-

[It’s Just the Truth]

Without Adderall, I’m basically a doll, Dammit I won’t stay silent I don’t give a fuck if I’m violent.

I’m putting out all the stops, won’t stop till my ass drops, I say fuck the cops, I’m more vicious with words than a trained black ops. Haven’t you heard that this nerd don’t give a fuck, all the shit I do is just dumb luck. If others can say it, then it’s a miracle cuz’ here’s my lyrical backlash. Mrs. Emery, you’re fucking trash, someone needs deport your ass, can’t even run a class, let alone a school but they’re saying I’m a fool? Naw fuck that shit.

I’m getting bashed for my honesty, but honestly do you think I owe any of you an apology. Bitch, you got better chance of being caught in my trance, watch out ‘fore I smack you, take a fucking stance and put you into the back of an ambulance.

Man more than half of this school is filled with fucking fools, diseased tools, monstrosities of the industry, but at least all of that shit has ceased for me; I’m finally free and able to see.

Let’s stick to the routine, lemme smoke my nicotine, grab my bottles of lean, become mean look at my enemies, begin to live my fantasies, grab all of the bullies stand them in a line, I’ll get drunk off of some wine, grab a Revolver and a Nine, give the sign, is it a crime if you say in rhyme? I’m going play some Russian Roulette, Quiet on the set! It’s time for some mothafuckers to pay their debts.

Oh stop it, I’m just fucking kidding, so don’t start shitting your drawers because I go hardcore to my core and do not be sad, be mad cuz, I’ve already shaken you to yours. I may be brutally honest, but at least I did promise to keep it straight and you mothafucka’s mistook for bait.

He made me flip my lid, and now it’s time to expose the kid who gets 7th grade hoes. What can I say about, without a doubt, hit him 10’x times harder than Michael Trout.

A to the mothafucking J, this Bitch be trying to play, trying to get laid, I got a better chance of being paid, or going gay and getting with Zaid. Sexually Harassing girls on the daily, surprised you haven’t taken shots at Haley. You been trying to fuck with Kat, ain’t nobody snitch, but you’re a little bitch, I’ma bust your head open; leave no room for the stitch. This little rich fuckboy, boy toy, can’t bring girls any real joy, you only get with the girl for the sex, then you steal their checks, I’ma hang you by your motherfucking neck. You mess with my two little sisters again, I’ll be up there in ten, get down with you like a brother, and turn your skin 2 new colors. I go hard, don’t make me swipe your card, I’ve come this far, all because I don’t rap about fucking money and cars. So don’t start, your reps been fucked, how do you even get pussy, you’re as fat as Donald Duck. You don’t even have manners, put you in the toilet, faced so fucked up thought you were my shit. Also don’t go bitchin’ cuz I will take your girls, have them cooking in my kitchen. Why do I even spit my words; because all the shit you put them through was more than absurd, so I’m going to flip the bird, fuck you up like a fucking burger, then they’ll catch me for committing your murder.

Don’t even call me a liar, Bitch I’ll hang you up by 2 wires, won’t stop cutting you up even if I get tired, then spit a flow so fucking fire, it’ll make you want to admire, they’ll never the body, it’s in a drier, I’m in dire need of some weed, can somebody can give me a lead. You’re the seed, your mother should have swallowed, Now STFU ‘fore I shoot point blank w/ the Hollow.

[Frizzy]

The time has come, I’m ‘bout to go dumb, you’re nothing to me you’re a crumb, you must be new, so let me get it through, you don’t have a clue that when I was writing this I was thinking of you. All of the shit I said is true, so catch the flu it’s what’s been due. I’m a one, you’re a two. You’re literally nothing without your crew. Fuck You

I know the government wants us “awoken” to be croakin cuz’ I am the token to the fucka’s choking but I disagree, you should not fuck with me. Not getting no sleep, till I plunge my knife deep, cuz’ I not getting no rest till I’ve done my best to clean up the mess of entrails, you’re going to hell if you cannot tell. Just cuz’ I’ve been expelled doesn’t mean they can keep me derailed, there’s a trail of gas and I will not pass the chance to cause a blast. I’m needing a mothafuckin’ defendant cuz I’m pleading my first amendment, why do you think he’s so demented. He’s got the right to freedom of speech, so I can preach my beliefs, and if my negativity doesn’t fit your grade of creativity, then I'm afraid, you don’t need to listen to what he’s got to say. Fuck off