LYRICS: 
[Verse 1]
What up blood What up fam 
Bitches on the prowl tonight
Gotta get shawty and show her- how we do it- right?
Get a couple bottles and grab a bag of herb
Ragin’ too hard so the peace might be disturbed
PJs on the G5 that’s why they call us so fly 
You know I’m the truth so we be speakin’ no lies
South of france it ain’t nice, it’s Nice bitch
After sex tell ya girl no mayo on the sandwich 
Switch it up, the beat—and there goes my flow
Roll dro in optimos make my eyes hang low
OH! NO! yeah there the boy goes 
Blowin’ o’s –n- chasin’ hos livin’ like no tomorrow
Livin’ life on the edge, but far from suicidal
Not 40 acres and a mule but damn I feel entitled
To be recognized as one of the dopest alive
That spit rhymes and yeah im fuckin cocky
But aint a damn thing u can do to fuckin’ stop me
Unless you cop a piece and try to fuckin’ pop me
Ima be honest cuz from Jay-Z since…
Ain’t no one else bringin these lyrical gifts
Pass me the roc- drivin’ in the lane with ease
Turn around fade away, told them I was 2-3
The best that ever did it, the best there ever was
Murderin’ these whack mc’s but spillin no blood

[Hookx2]
Straight caaa$h homie see how we do it
We up in the club getting straight stupid
Real ig'nant blacked out gettin' straight wasted
Cuz all we do is party like we up in Paris 

[Verse2]
See me in the club, all sayin’ WOAH MAN
Cuz I’m tryna be as fucked up as Lindsey Lohan 
Getting more brains than attack of the zombies
Smoking more tree than return of Bob Marley
Getting more ass then Tiger fuckin’ Woods
Genius like Wayne, Just misunderstood
Whats goody my dude got that trill ill flow
You know we gotta Yacht load of dem stunna hoes
Ball so hard – that shit crazy, don’t try and play me
They think they raw – hear that shit be like oh my gawd
That shit crazy – so lemme break it down, for all these clowns
I am the fucking man and the king of this town
Bow down when we roll through eyes hangin’ low like Snoop
From the cali chronic it’s got me coughin’ up a lung dude 
When they call it crack, don’t be surprised
Cuz I drop a rhyme, commit  a crime, and fuck a dime, all at the same time  

No Mayo (N*ggas in Paris Remix)

LYRICS:
I live in the gritty city, where outta towners get no pity
Smart and witty, when I be bangin' that really pretty kitty
I am the epitome, of a real emcee
Talk back, get clapped, with verbal artillery
Get you higher than weed, girls wetter than E
I'm the dopest emcee, name one sicker than me 
'Cause I'm spitting myself, that means I'm spitting thetruth
Only time you shoot is pictures when you in a photo booth
Flames come outta my mouth, try puttin' them out..
Can't do it, and my reign/rain is stoppin' the drought
Back on the grind like Lupe, 'cause I'm kickin' and pushin'
I'm stickin' and movin' for the respect I should be given
Dear haters, tryn tell me I ain't the best
Call me Bob the Builder, tools touch your chest
Rap's savior, 'cause Nas said Hip Hop is Dead
Ima resurrect the game and wear the crown on my head

[Hookx2]
We Ride (We Ride) for the West Side
CIty of Angels, where we reside
Reppin' it hard till the day that we die
Angel City Heroes, spread your wings and fly 

[Verse2]
Lemme show 'em the light, Lemme show 'em the facts
I am thetruth, ain't no questioning that
Bar for bar, this kid is one of the nicest
One of the finest, ever, come try and contest this
Immaculate flow, that be shatterin' bones
That be mackin' them pros, and stackin' that dough
Nicknamed "Verizon", don't know why? well lemme tell..
All across the world, his name be ringing bells
Stop knockin' me, 'cause you can't spit it properly
Only time you make STREET MONEY was in Monopoly
Heaven-sent, eloquent, master of the rhyme, poet
Flow so wet, my lines? You could never invent
My flow's sick-n-ferocious, is the doctor's prognosis
'Bout to blow up the scene like packs of c4 explosives
Called the City of Angels, but the people live in sinful ways
Ima hero, and thetruth has come to save the day

[Hookx2]

[Verse3]
Lemme break it down, flow sicker than you
Your bars better than mine? That shit can't be true
'Cause I rock steady, and the beats are so heavy
Tryn' act prepared, but y'all can't be ready
For the bombs I'm 'bout to drop, ain't never going to stop
Going to the top of the game of hip-hop
Say you gettin' guap? Show me what you got
Say your album's hot? Dogg, that shit flopped
Number one, right now, I'm on the top now
At the top rung of the ladder lookin' from the top down
Like skills you never have, they call me Bench Press
'Cause my bars are too heavy to lift off your chest
Tryna act nice, but to me you're just another
'Cause I'll make you hit the bricks like a Mario brother
Next best out the west conquerin' America 
Call me out? I'll bury ya, Left Coast, up in the area 

City of Angels (We Ride)

Clams Casino put this blap out, and had to slay it. Get on our lvl. future raps, #thegodemcee

LYRICS:
[Verse1]
I, sit back, relax, rewind, time lapse
Truth’s back, real raps, grindin’ hard, no naps 
No breaks, fuck fakes, I’m tryna make, this city mine  
wakenbake, got hella cake, drop success with every rhyme  
Check mate, I am great, ALL y’all bitches been mad 
Cuz we stylin’ on ‘em every second yeah I’m never holdin back 
Talk shit, Fat lip, Gotta hustle, Get a grip
Take a sip, Toke a hit, Every day, We do this
Big time, Stacks high, DEA, Not far behind 
Real talk, No lie, Ask the row, Who dun' supplied
Got phony numbers, could they be dumber, ain’t fallin’ for the wire
We too smart, for these stupid pigs, fuck the law, we getting higher
Too much swag for your bitch ass, tank tops and RayBans
Don’t be mad, it’s winter but we ride round with the top back 
Vans & skinnines, always stay winning, we on that neeext shit
Show them the future, who gon shoot ya, that’s usssss bitch

[Verse2]
Lyrical slaughter, be sun hotter, the top shotta
Hide ya daughters, big like poppa, sexy bitches only holler
Smokin’ blunts, don’t give a fuck, all I give these hoes, two/three? nuts
Too real, you know the deal, tryna get a mill, house on the hill
High heels&movie reels, the type of life you’d live with me girl
So trill, so hard, we trap, all day long
We know no limit, keep on sinnin’, yeah I am a hedonist
Life’s too short, so forever in--the pursuit of happiness 
All I do is party… drink, blaze, and fornicate
Fluorescent lights city’s bright, every night, got foreign dates
Four in place, always late, stay higher than outer space
Ya girl’s got me on replay, oh yeah she’s in (to) her baller phase 
L's long, cliques strong, my game, top shelf dogg
Hit the streets with that fire, never less than (that) A-1 raw 
Ain’t gotta ask, cuz dey all know, stay fly on that float patrol
We lettin’ go, it’s over drive, we ballin’ out – of control

The God Emcee (LVL Remix)

Filter Freq - Dirty Sexy Club Music (Deadmau5 Remix)

Never released track, remix over Jay-Z's Heart of the City (Blueprint 2). #truth

Ain't No Love (Heart of the City Remix)

Ball So Hard, future raps. #rapstep. #dubhop. 

LYRICS:
[Verse1: Most Loves Music]
Break time, break time, I'm havin' a great time
In it for the change, not the dollars..
Do this shit for all us, from the grapevine to the scholars,
From the bums to the ballers, for homeless niggas in dumps next to colleges
I don't need astrologists, to tell me that my future is bright as shit
I see it as I like it nigga, why you think I write this shit...
Why you think they hype this shit.. Handwrite my own lyrics, still no clue is the who the fuck keep on typin' it
But let me let you know, your waters helpin' my seed grow
Part caucasian, part negro, limitless how far I go
I'm fly, I float, I die, I wrote.. Before but I ain't mean it
Fake rappers say they'll pop but I ain't seen it
If you just in it for the fame that you should beat it
Got actors in the game but this ain't "Scene It"
This ain't that Keenan & Kel rap
I don't spit shit just to fuckin' sell crack on crack on crack on crack on tracks

[Verse2: 20thetruth]
Break time break time-Y’all are havin’ a great time
Tyrna get the money off all us-All I want’s a couple dollars
And some lime light – grindin’ every single night
Spittin’ hot fiya I hope these people think that I’m tight
Cause I want a little fame, call me rags to riches man
From poverty I came, now ask ya bitch about my name
Cuz everybody know the kid the flow is doo-doo-dumb stupid  
Every time I ride lookin’ at these birds like "What up bitch !"
Skills be amazin’, blowin’ on the haze man
yeah the dude’s Asian- then why’s he so much sicker than 
Half of these rappers in the game nowadays
Now you hear the truth tryna get them hella record plays
Wanna get a deal, and we tryna get signed
Put the team on my back-BEAST MODE at all times
20 on the beat – consider it done 
Been the man tyrna get on the map since day One
ONE!

Most - Break Time ft. 20thetruth (prod. by Zeds Dead)

Live rough mix... in the room studio. Slingsnut on the instrumentals, my boy Jude on the vocals.

LYRICS:
[Intro]

[Verse1]
Some days I sit alone and stare in the sky
Wondering whether or not love’s gonna pass me by 
So I stopped wishin’.. and went out to explore
For a girl that would change my entire world
After trial&error, I think I found a perfect match
She’s the type of girl that always has your back
The type that loves just so sit and talk
And she’s always up for a late night walk
Under the stars and moon, my hearts fully consumed
By this unbelievable love, it all came so soon 
The type that looks great with no make up
She’s so down to earth, nothing is made up
An incredible smile, and such a cute laugh
You’re the final puzzle piece you complete my empty half
She makes me want to hold on, forever&more
Now I understand why God made you for…

[Hookx2]
Unbelievable… that’s what you eyes look at night
When I hold you girl, when I hold you girl
It’s unbelievable… that’s what I think when I hear you
When I see you, when I hold you, when I love you

[Verse2]
Now I got you in my life, everything seems right
I’ll never let you go, I promise to hold tight
When I’m with you, all my problems are gone
I’m in a better place where nothing seems wrong
Eyes are hypnotic, your lips are luscious
You’re heavenly in every aspect, you’re perfect
Every time we kiss it’s so passionate
In so deep, I’m helplessly attached to it 
This is the true love that everybody dreams of
You’re like an addiction, ‘cause it’s never enough
The type I want to spend with the rest of my life
Maybe even one day you’ll be my wife
I’ve never felt this way, all my days are clear and bright
Even in the darkest moments you can be my light
You’re my lover, and my best friend too
I thing left to say girl… I love you 

[GuitarSolo]

[Verse3]
Never can replace it, the bonds we share
You do the small things just to show you care
People look at us jealous, our love they covet
We’re at the top level, nothing’s above it
I can only thank God for the blessing he gave
I can only thank ya momma for the blessing she made
I’ve looked so long, for someone like you
Now that we’re together all my dreams have come true 

[Hookx4]

Unbelievable ft. Jude Graves

the dopest dope you ever smoked, for your ears. 

20 The Truth

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