Tonalité : C# minor•
Verse 1
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No matter what we face
G#m
A
We must face the moment of truth,
G#m
baby
F#m
G#m
Verse 2
A
G#m
F#m
They say it's lonely at the top,
G#m
in whatever you do
A
You always gotta watch mother
G#m
fuckers around you
F#m
G#m
Nobody's invincible, no plan is foolproof
A
We all must meet our moment of truth
G#m
The same
Verse 3
F#m
G#m
sheisty cats that you hang with,
and do your thang with
A
G#m
Could set you up and wet you up, nigga,
peep the language
F#m
It's universal,
G#m
you play with fire it may hurt you
A
G#m
Or burn you, lessons are blessings
you should learn through
F#m
Let's face facts,
G#m
although MC's lace tracks
A
It doesn't mean behind the scenes
G#m
there ain't no dirt to trace back
F#m
That goes for all of us,
G#m
there ain't nobody to trust
A
It's like sabotage,
it's got me ready to bust
G#m
F#m
But I can't jeopardize,
G#m
what I have done up to this point
A
So I'ma get more guys,
G#m
to help me run the whole joint
F#m
G#m
Cultivate, multiply, motivate,
or else we'll die
A
You know I be the master of the who,
G#m
what, where and why
F#m
See when you're shining,
G#m
some chumps'll wanna dull ya
A
G#m
Always selfish, jealous punks,
will wanna pull ya
F#m
G#m
Down, just like some shellfish
in a bucket
A
'Cause they love it, to see
your ass squirm like a worm
G#m
F#m
But just as you'll receive
G#m
what is coming to you
A
Everybody else is gonna
G#m
get theirs too
F#m
I ain't no saint,
G#m
therefore I cannot dispute
A
That everyone must meet
their moment of truth
G#m
Ac
Verse 4
F#m
tions have reactions,
G#m
don't be quick to judge
A
You may not know the hardships
G#m
people don't speak of
F#m
It's best to step back,
G#m
and observe with couth
A
For we all must meet
G#m
our moment of truth
Verse 5
F#m
Sometimes you gotta dig deep,
G#m
when problems come near
A
Don't fear, things get severe
G#m
for everybody everywhere
F#m
Why do bad things happen
G#m
to good people?
A
Seems that life is just a constant war
G#m
between good and evil
F#m
The situation that I'm facin'
G#m
is mad amazin'
A
To think such problems can arise
G#m
from minor confrontations
F#m
Now I'm contemplatin',
G#m
in my bedroom pacin'
A
Dark clouds over my head,
my heart's racin'
G#m
F#m
Suicide? Nah,
G#m
I'm not a foolish guy
A
Don't even feel like drinking,
G#m
or even gettin' high
F#m
'Cause all that's gonna
G#m
do really is accelerate
A
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
G#m
F#m
But wait, I've been through
G#m
a whole lot of other shit before
A
So I oughta be able to with
G#m
stand some more
F#m
But I'm sweatin' though,
G#m
my eyes are turnin' red, and yo
A
I'm ready to lose my mind,
G#m
but instead I use my mind
F#m
I put down the knife,
G#m
and take the bullets out my nine
A
My only crime,
G#m
was that I'm too dam n kind
F#m
And now some scandalous motherfuckers
G#m
wanna take what's mine
A
But they can't take the respect that
G#m
I've earned in my life time
F#m
And you know they'll never stop
G#m
the furious force of my rhymes
A
G#m
So like they say, every dog has its day
F#m
And like they say,
G#m
God works in a mysterious way
A
So I pray, rememberin'
G#m
the days of my youth
F#m
As I pre pare to meet
my moment of truth
G#m
"You
Verse 6
A
G#m
F#m
shall know the truth and
A
G#m
A
the truth shall set you free"
G#m
Yo, I got
Verse 7
F#m
one lyric pointed
G#m
at your head for start
A
An other one,
G#m
is pointed at your weak-ass heart
heart
F#m
Now if I pull the trigger,
G#m
on these fully loaded lines
A
You're gonna wish I woulda pulled a black nine,
G#m
I mack dimes
F#m
G#m
Crack the spines of the fake gangsters
A
Yeah, the bitin'-triflin' niggas, niggas,
G#m
F#m
and the studio pranksters
G#m
Yo, lookin' at the situation plainly,
A
will you re main G?
G#m
Or will you be looked upon strangely?
F#m
G#m
I reign as the articulator, with
the greater data
A
G#m
Re volvin' on the TASCAM much
doper than my last jam
F#m
G#m
While others struggle to juggle
A
tricky metaphors
G#m
I explore more, to expose the core
F#m
G#m
A lot of emcees act stupid to me
A
And we have yet to see if they can
G#m
match our longevity
F#m
G#m
But anyway, it's just another day
A
Another fake jack I slay with my
G#m
spectac' rap dis play
F#m
Styles, smooth but rugged,
G#m
you can't push or shove it
A
You dig it and you dug it 'cause
G#m
like money you love it
F#m
The king of monotone,
G#m
with my own throne
A
Righteously violent prone,
G#m
my words bring winds like cyclones
F#m
Stormin' your hideout,
G#m
blockin' out your sunlight
A
Your image and your business
G#m
were truly not done right
F#m
G#m
Throw up your He Allah Now
Divine Saviors
A
You got no hand skills,
G#m
there's no security to save ya
F#m
G#m
No pager, no celly, no drop-top Benzy
A
I came to bring your phony
G#m
hip-hop to to an ending
F#m
My art of war will leave you
G#m
sore from the abuse
A
'Cause you must meet
your moment of truth
G#m
They say
Verse 8
F#m
it's lonely at the top
G#m
in whatever you do
A
You always gotta watch
G#m
motherfuckers around you
F#m
No one is untouchable,
G#m
no man is bulletproof
A
We all must meet our moment
G#m
F#m
G#m
of truth
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