Talkin' the Truth

Hey!(Chorus ª 2)

We're gonna tell you what them drugs can do

They'll **** your life in a minute or two

If you keep it up, you'll be fini*******ng through

Opie, Ras, and

Paulie always talkin' the truth

Paulie:Me see 'em on the street

Boy, what a shame

You all cracked up

Man, you lost all your game3 weeks in a row

You'll be wearing the same clothes

Stink so bad

The smell be wrinklin' up me nose

Man, what at one

Drugs on your mark

Revert all your sold

All the furniture you had

Down at the pawn shop

Scream in a scroungin'

Ingest the tweak

And your heart starts pounding

Crap head, boy

Them a smoke of a mountain

Opie:Night is the time when you should be asleep

No walking around and tweaking on the street

You look down town, you know what

I meanYou see them strange people and them take speed

We no pirate, we no bad man

A one thing

I know, the tweak will make you sad

Stick with your actions and you'll end up in rehab(Chorus)

Paulie:Yo, them of always heard

Them a smoke tweak

Them fast a deal

Them a make a profit

Me stick to me

Guinness and me stick to me spliff

Cause me no wanna end up like a zombie on the street

Me see it everyday

In it I my face

A whole generation

Lost out without a trace

Caught on the plastic

Boy, what a waste

Oh, mass a

God, a petty in all them fiez(Chorus)

Paulie:Them collect bottles

Them collect charms

Some will sell anything

And get in on the pants

Them a leave daddy

No laugh in a funny

Could've been a sittin'

On your daddy or your mommy

We speak of

Philly hood

Tell them the truth

**** with the speed

And the devil does a dead

Ras-1:Lips on the pipe

Up all night

Starin' at an engine'

With a flashlight

Then I start to take apart my

VCR20 projects goin' cause

I'm tweakin' so hard

Pullin' out my hair, pickin' out my skin

Lose a couple teeth, but

I'm not trippin'

Just when

I thought

I was head of the game

Wake in a rehab with

Rick James

Didn't even see that

I was slippin'2 years in another backyard wrenchin'

Next thing

I know I'm on ******

I woulda been better off just smokin'

Ras-1: Choona

Opie: Hona, still stick to the **** man

Ras-1: I ain't trippin',

Opie. Got some ****,

Paulie?Paulie:

Brooklyn's best kid!(Chorus ª 2)

And you know that, man

Guinness and the ganja

That kyamboron...