The Truth - Visionobi/Philth.mp3

[00:00.00] 作词 : Phil Robinson/Richard Twaites
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Phil Robinson
[00:30.96]I’m haps when i’m spitting written sagas of a nomad
[00:47.58]True to the cause moving like Galahad
[00:50.31]Flows so cold they will leave a man chaps
[00:52.86]Man will roll to the dance with a team of comrades
[00:55.95]Others compete but they ain’t got the knack
[00:58.50]They try reenact, need to seckle, relax
[01:01.44]On some shady missions, I’m rapping ’til I collapse
[01:03.84]This music made me the man I am, that’s why I been
[01:06.21]Trapped, since the beginning when there was first contact
[01:09.54]Immersed in the culture, an escape gift wrapped
[01:12.24]Foundation surviving the test of time intact
[01:14.85]System shakes your organs until it causes a prolapse
[01:17.97]Feasting out here, don’t deal with no scraps
[01:20.70]Sit in the slow lane, get overlapped
[01:23.22]In the underground movement, learn to adapt
[01:25.89]See the hidden irony history recapped
[01:28.83]These man’s spitting bars that warrant a slow clap
[01:31.50]I manoeuvre in Waze, some ain’t got a map
[01:34.29]No time to spit nonsense, I spit facts
[01:36.99]For the music and mayhem I gwarn like a cat
[01:40.05]Every single weekend is another relapse
[01:42.63]Pass the tequila, ain’t drinking no schnapps
[01:45.45]Turn up to a dance armed with multiple wraps
[01:48.00]My material highgrade it’s getting dispatched
[01:51.12](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[01:52.88](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[01:54.64](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[01:56.40](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[01:58.16](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[01:59.92](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[02:01.68](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[02:03.44](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[02:05.20](The real question, can you handle the truth?)
[02:07.14]The real question, Can you handle the truth
[02:57.24]Your a parody playing a part in a spoof
[03:00.03]Aiming for the top, better get in the queue
[03:02.58]Think there’s a fast track, been huffing balloons
[03:05.22]Drowned in the madness, message don’t cut through
[03:08.07]Some think they know my story but they ain’t got a clue
[03:10.74]Preconception is poison, gossiping is shrewd
[03:13.53]If you don’t know the half of it don’t let your lips move
[03:16.53]Focus on yourself ya bumbaclart nincompoop
[03:19.23]See me in a rave, probably getting loose
[03:21.81]Find me on the dancefloor our gang rendezvous
[03:24.48]Catch a vibe, do or die, cause a hullabaloo
[03:27.57]In my thirties, but I feel 22
[03:30.24]Cycling cycles, self abuse
[03:33.12]Caught in a loop, everyday Deja vu,
[03:35.76]This ain’t something that people just dip in to
[03:38.55]A life long love that became the glue
[03:41.37]Lost in the music where I find solitude
[03:43.86]Whether riding a high or feeling blue
[03:46.56]Give myself to this movement, bleed on a tune
[03:49.35]Write my own history without further ado
[03:52.29]An open book, real life nonfiction for you
[03:55.23]Honest about struggles, hope to lift someone’s mood
[03:57.99]Art’s main purpose, relate to the roots
[04:00.54]It’s bigger than any man, that’s the truth
[04:36.72](The truth)