Purveyors of Truth
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[Verse 1 - Uptown XO]
Sidewalks are struggling to absorb my footprints
It's my fault, hustling to be hood rich
To die for? Well, how can I put this
On your heart, in your eyes, on the charts
Three feet high, in the ruff, midnight maraud
Three in this tribe too, but we like the [?]
My thoughts'll murder like Nat Turner
Pick up, and shoot like a fast learner
Born in the Bronks, 'till we buttle to the Willie Lynch theory
Eventually, three stars collided by [?]
Keeping it hunnid 'till we celebrate, buy a [?]
Hottest in the city, over Oddisee's symphonies
Sent to me, looking up to God like: This for me?
A gift, custom made like the rod that split the sea
Triple teamed, put it back in balance triple beams
Saved my life 'cuz we was far in Cappers
Shit, and schemes
Gashed up, and [?] down in a Nike box
Hit the cream, feeling prepared, prepared to fail
Shit ain't what it seems, being what you be
The in crowd, they 'gon disagree
But the winning team, Diamond D
Champion rings, this can't be a dream
[Verse 2 - Oddisee]
I learned a lot from the Purveyors Of Truth
Was in the noose until persuaded, I was one of them truths
For the time, being blind, see embettered views
Better [?], then accuse of being clever, and loose
In the system forgetting for self wealth is self
Forget yourself on the mission to [?]
Can't nothing help
But less is a loss, and a loss like death
For every check is a twelve step addicted to the next
Take a breath
[Verse 3 - yU]
Highly competitive in nature, pockets fatter
Have ya' knockin' down the ladder of your neighbor
Over paper stashed, it ain't even backed by gold
That's some 'ole magician, which hand switched
Blinked, and then you missed it, ha
I guess the hand is quicker than the eye
The poor can't afford to buy, while the rich barely is spending dime
Time spent riding that brittle middle line
While your pockets might determine whether you got your head up high
Got friends who is in jail by selling them little lies
[Verse 4 - Oddisee]
I learned a lot from the Purveyors Of Truth
Was in the noose until persuaded, I was one of them truths
For the time, being blind, see embettered views
Better [?], then accuse of being clever, and loose
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