The Truth
beanie sigel ft. memphis bleek Lyrics
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Truth, nothin but the truth
y'all know what I bring to the game I speak the truth
The truth, nothing but the truth
[Beanie Mac]
I hope you got an extra mic and a fire proof booth
'cause you know I'm known to metal wire too
I melt down cracks that's real to save
Hit the studio, jars of dro, bars to blow
B. Sigel with that arsenic flow
Fuck that, don't hold me back
I roll with crack, y'all cats told Mac to rap
y'all don't realize y'all released the beast untame
Speech all flame, streets y'all blame
It should be an honor for y'all to speak my name
I could go before your honor sit and peep my game
Gotta laugh, y'all acted like it spit it the same
Why you motherfuckers can't get in the game
I come from high school, and go straight to the league
Who you know who can spit at the Sig
CHORUS 2X
Nigga the truth, every time I step in the booth
I speak the truth, y'all know what I'm bringing to you
I bring the truth, you motherfuckers know who I be
I be the truth, what I speak shall set you free
Nigga the truth
[Beanie Mac]
ain't nothin changed with Sig I'm still stuck in the kitchen
So what I'm signed, that's fine still stuck in position
You motherfuckers know me well, couple court cases from jail
Couple 4-4 shells from hell
Stuck on this mission, go home, my girl fussin and bitchin
Motherfucker won't you change your life, I'm thinkin
Motherfucker won't I change my wife
Ignorant bastard laughin like fuck the rap shit
It's just another hustle, another way for niggas to touch you
Now they know the face of Beans
Now they, see my face on screens and I ain't even chase this dream
I feel sorry for those who did
y'all niggas can't stop the boar, whether rock or raw
I'm slingin coke in a rock valor
You niggas know what block I'm on, glock in palm
You want to get shot, karate chopped or stabbed this song
Motherfucker
CHORUS
[Beanie Mac]
Black Friday management, and Roc's the label
And I still hit you niggas with shots that's fatal
That bullshit vest can't save you
I had a doc open you up from chest to navel
See my face on cable, and have flashbacks of that cold ass table
And them hoes I gave you
I'm that nigga that'll come and pour salt in your wound
At the hospital, while the cops guardin your room
You gotta see what I've seen, look where I've looked
Touch what I've reached, and take what I've took
You gotta go where I've gone, walked where I've walked
To get where I'm at to speak what I've talked
You gotta lay where I've laid, stay where I've stayed
Play where I've played to make what I've made
You gotta move what I've moved, use what I used
Use tools how I use, use fools how I use
CHORUS
In the song "The Truth" by Beanie Sigel featuring Memphis Bleek, the artist wants people to know that he always speaks the truth. He is warning listeners to be prepared because his words are real, fiery and he pulls no punches. Beanie talks about his journey in the rap industry, how he started from high school and became a successful artist. Beanie Mac boasts about his talent, passion for the game and the fact that he is unstoppable. The song also touches on his lifestyle, being stuck in a position and still being on this mission. Beanie doesn't want to change, as he still wants to rap even though he has faced court cases and troubles in his personal life.
Overall, the song speaks about Beanie's success, experiences and passion for the game. He compares himself to no other artist, and is confident that he is the "truth", so much so that he has no chill in calling out those who cannot stand at his level.
Line by Line Meaning
I hope you got an extra mic and a fire proof booth
I'm so fiery on this track, you'll need extra precaution to capture my words
'cause you know I'm known to metal wire too
I'm known for sparking flames on the music wire too
You need a fire engineer when I lay this blaze
The heat I spit is so intense that a fire engineer is necessary
I melt down cracks that's real to save
I turn reality into art by making it hot enough to melt through the cracks
B. Sigel with that arsenic flow
My flow is poisonous, acidic and it will kill you with just one listen
Fuck that, don't hold me back
I won't be restricted from speaking the truth
I roll with crack, y'all cats told Mac to rap
My music is fueled by the experience of the streets, and inspired by my catalyst for success
y'all don't realize y'all released the beast untame
My music is no longer confined due to your judgement, and it has a life of its own
Speech all flame, streets y'all blame
My words are incendiary, powerful and the people who don't like what I have to say blame the streets
It should be an honor for y'all to speak my name
Being associated with me and my music should be an honor
I could go before your honor sit and peep my game
I could speak to a judge and they would recognize the truth in my music
Gotta laugh, y'all acted like it spit it the same
People have tried to imitate my flow, but it can't be replicated
Why you motherfuckers can't get in the game
Others can't match me in this industry, so they're not even playing the game
I come from high school, and go straight to the league
I've been successful since high school and now I've made it to the top of the industry
Who you know who can spit at the Sig
No one can match my level of talent on the microphone
Nigga the truth, every time I step in the booth
My music is authentic and real every time I step in the recording booth
I bring the truth, you motherfuckers know who I be
My message is always the truth in my music, and everyone knows who I am
I be the truth, what I speak shall set you free
The truth that I speak in my music can free people from their struggles
ain't nothin changed with Sig I'm still stuck in the kitchen
Despite my success, I still have the same dedication to the streets
So what I'm signed, that's fine still stuck in position
Even though I have a record deal, I haven't lost my authenticity to the streets
You motherfuckers know me well, couple court cases from jail
My reputation is well-established and I've had a few legal issues
Couple 4-4 shells from hell
I've been in gun fights and survived by luck
Motherfucker won't you change your life, I'm thinkin
People are trying to change who I am, but I'm committed to my way of life
Ignorant bastard laughin like fuck the rap shit
People have belittled my music and refused to take it seriously
It's just another hustle, another way for niggas to touch you
They think my music is just another way to sell products and capitalize on my fame
Now they know the face of Beans
Now that I'm famous, everyone knows who I am
Now they, see my face on screens and I ain't even chase this dream
I didn't even have to pursue fame, it found me naturally
I feel sorry for those who did
Those who pursued fame might regret it when they find out how tough the industry is
y'all niggas can't stop the boar, whether rock or raw
I'm unstoppable in the music game no matter my approach
I'm slingin coke in a rock valor
I made it to the top of the industry just like I did when I was selling drugs
You niggas know what block I'm on, glock in palm
I have a reputation for being dangerous and people know where to find me
You want to get shot, karate chopped or stabbed this song
If you're an opponent in the music game, you'll fail to me, either lyrically or physically
Black Friday management, and Roc's the label
I'm managed by Black Friday and signed to Roc-a-fella Records
And I still hit you niggas with shots that's fatal
I'm still delivering the truth with such force that it can be fatal
That bullshit vest can't save you
Even if you're protected by a bulletproof vest, you can't escape the truth
I had a doc open you up from chest to navel
The truth I speak can cut through you like a doctor's scalpel
See my face on cable, and have flashbacks of that cold ass table
People recognize my face from television and remember when they heard the truth from me
And them hoes I gave you
I've been intimate with some of the same people who are trying to stop me
I'm that nigga that'll come and pour salt in your wound
I'm the type of person who will take pleasure in making my enemies suffer
At the hospital, while the cops guardin your room
I'll be waiting for them to recover from their injuries, even if it means I have to wait in the hospital
You gotta see what I've seen, look where I've looked
To understand the truth that I speak, you need to experience the same things that I have
Touch what I've reached, and take what I've took
You need to experience the same heights that I have and accept the struggles that come with the success
You gotta go where I've gone, walked where I've walked
You need to walk in my shoes to truly understand what I'm talking about
To get where I'm at to speak what I've talked
You need to go through all the same experiences in order to be in the same position as me to speak the truth
You gotta lay where I've laid, stay where I've stayed
You need to see everything that I have seen, stay where I have stayed, and endure everything that I have endured
Play where I've played to make what I've made
You need to experience the same struggles and obstacles that I have in order to be successful
You gotta move what I've moved, use what I used
You need to take the same risks and use the same methods that I have
Use tools how I use, use fools how I use
You need to be as cunning and strategic as I am to be successful in this industry
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: CHARLIE GRANT, SHRIDHAR SOLANKI, PETE WOODROFFE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@AndyKapp
Word.
If you look at the evolution of hip hop, this era might be considered the art form’s peak.
Record labels were dumping millions into the genre, and thereby default into the culture.
Pre-internet. You had to be good to be heard. You couldn’t ride on your Twitter rep.
Just thinking out loud about your questiinn2 years later.
@rawmaterialentertainment5849
Beanie will always be a Hip Pop legend. Shouting out from Nigeria. All love for this classic king
@evsparslay9565
A stand out Pioneer in the music but not the legendary status
@QueenAmpleness
Grew up bangin' this cut. Still my all-time favorite.
@QueenAmpleness
@@semisisauqaqa5575 Happily married for 2 decades & he be bangin' it out. 😄😄😄
@QueenAmpleness
@@semisisauqaqa5575 That's me telling you that there's no chance I'll cheat on him with you or anyone else. We're good. Thanks. I appreciate you reaching out.
@lebaronmclean2423
That beat and flo till this day is 🔥🔥🔥
@boothy918
Beanie and Cube should've done a collaboration along this kind of vibe. Some really hard hitting shit.
@durrelldavis991
Yeah for real
@greenmms
Funny you say that...listen to Cube's 'Gangsta Nation'...this sounds like that beat but slowed down and cleaned up..✊🏾
@sammjackson70
Ice Cube kind of a mess with Beanie Segal