wanna Get all up inside of truth I think I'm ready now I think I'm ready, ready for love I know what to do I think I'm ready now I think I'm ready, ready
ready now, think im ready ready for love i know what to do i think im ready now, think im ready ready for love you know what to do i think im ready
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how the tears fall Water, seeds they grow to be the strength in me 'Cause I'm finally at the point (hey) Where I'm ready for the truth (hey, hey, hey)
Take one Not a day goes by That he don't ring my phone In a second, in a minute He'll have this whole room spinning And he keeps me so high He has to
(Chorus) I think im ready now, think im ready ready for love i know what to do i think im ready now, think im ready ready for love you know what to
came to the law He got no poetic justice, that's the truth dawg The what? That's the truth dawg Truth hurts, but, but, but that's the truth dawg Oh,
that we had nothin' but heart (Bone Thugs) And who be the nigga that come to my side when it's about murder? My niggas, my niggas will hurt ya You better
killa, what's up? You ready to die? You think you can fuck with them thug niggas? Come on, tell me the truth, nigga, look in my eyes, bitch, we get live
I'm ready to Tell him the truth somehow Gotta tell him the truth that's what I gotta do Tell him the truth but not now Gotta tell him the truth, truth
in the heart, playin' a part, amazingly smart Razor sharp, futuristic raps, state of the art Takin New York cats past the stars First it was Nasty Nas, now
ggas see my way through the bachelors while my old b-tch went back to get her Masters same graduation I was clapping in the rafters the truth hurts everytime
a shoe string" I tell you two thangs One Don't ever disrespect me Two Call me "God" like you from Wu-Tang I put a bullet inside you cause the truth ain
until you DROP, hit you until you ROLL! I'ma hit you until you BLEED, hit you until you LEAVE! Hit you until you.. yeah, yeah I put in my dirt I'ma hurt
of meshing and molding shaping and holding on to this golden microphone alone in the wilderness skill less yet fearless I've experienced your experiences once already now once you're ready
off, they get the gas smack cracks out my gun ball Holes in your body and blood all over your clothes Cause money makes Earth what it's working hurt
Your spirit ain't ready, your church ain't ready Your bishop ain't ready, your deacons ain't ready Your choir ain't ready, your ushers ain't ready At
think it's wrong, one blink he's gone Father forgive us but we gon' take 'em to Church Father forgive us and the truth it hurts Father forgive us and
