Moment of Truth (Introducing Tumi Thulare) - Adam Davis

(Ayy, pull up, Lam) You don't step up, if they dead, then your shit gon' crumble I had to text like I was my mans to get her number I'm not normal, but you decide to be in a jungle Don't like my songs, when you around me, you gon' try to bump it A couple killers cut off personally 'cause they mouth runnin' You felt robbed, you paranoid as hell, you think you got somethin' You was in my Cash App feed, you know you ain't got money And I sent you money every time you asked Even though you lied to me How you let a nigga starve from your block Knowin' he ain't got nothin'? How you missin' commissary bags? Your block got money Hundred thousand in a Goyard bag, it look likе small money You ain't help the day my brothеrs died You niggas ain't ride with me I ain't gon' speak on the past, when I took it serious I had dime bitches Twenty-six years, talked to my uncle, I did time with him I ain't have shit, still sent money off, I'm that nigga I ain't have shit, when I hit a lick, I gave a five-fifty True story, don't lie to me True story, my life ain't that easy True story, they act like they ain't need me True story, get me locked up at the meetin' True story, I really wasn't eatin' Gettin' to that money, I'm out all night, she think I'm cheatin' Hustler music, I told her to listen to that and take it easy I'm out all night, she think I'm cheatin' My pops, his bitch a Brabus, not a minivan She was cryin' about her titty size and now her titties big Magic trick, I know a nigga who snaked me turned to a guinea pig Think I'm lyin', think I'm tryna rhyme, bro, he really did Did a pass-out when the J died, he think he gettin' rich Feds come around whenever it's fentanyl and they gettin' sick Same watch they cuffed me up, had a watch on I was on the list Gettin' the drugs without a transaction, that shit a risk I shouldn't hear a rumor on nobody name if they didn't snitch Smurkio, what you on with your downtime? Shit, gettin' rich I respect my daughter 'nem so much I don't tell 'em to give me a kiss Everything he got, I bought three times, you ain't gettin' tricked At that age, have protected sex 'cause they gon' give you shit This the shit I'm tellin' you 'Cause your mama 'nem can't tell you this Told my sons, "You make sure that it's real They know who your daddy is" Truth be told, I went down to the bottom 'cause I was arrogant I got everything that you on, they done came around 'cause I'm on Asked, "Can I please come home?" I done ran it up on my own Ooh-wee, I'm off them drugs, thank the fans for custom 1s Do too much, you know you done, Smurkio, I'm one of one True story, don't lie to me True story, my life ain't that easy True story, they act like they ain't need me True story, get me locked up at the meetin' True story, I really wasn't eatin' Gettin' to that money, I'm out all night, she think I'm cheatin' Hustler music, I told her to listen to that and take it easy I'm out all night, she think I'm cheatin'

When you're alone, you ask yourself What are you searching for? Deep in the night, a dream is born One that you can't ignore If you think you can find a passion And you're ready to take the chance If you really believe you can make it Then the power is in your own hands It's the moment of truth, you're giving it all Standing alone, willing to fall If you can do it, get up and prove it Get up and show them who you are It's the moment of truth, it's all on the line This is the place, this is the time You've waited forever, it's now, or it's never Nothing can stop you now, oh Once in your life, you make a choice Ready to risk it all Deep in your soul you hear a voice Answering to the call Though you know that it won't be easy It's a promise you make for love For the people that keep believing And the one that you're thinking of It's the moment of truth, you're giving it all Standing alone, willing to fall If you can do it, get up, prove it Get up and show them who you are It's the moment of truth, it's all on the line This is the place, this is the time You've waited forever, it's now, or it's never Nothing can stop you now It's the moment of truth, you're giving it all Standing alone, willing to fall If you can do it, get up and prove it Nothing can stop you now Let's go, All valley It's the moment of truth, you're giving it all Standing alone, willing to fall If you can do it, get up and prove it Get up and show them who you are It's the moment of truth, it's all on the line This is the place, this is the time You've waited forever, it's now, or it's never Nothing can stop you now

Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Heavy foot traffic jam the hallway all day Adolescence working for small pay World so little he could never leave his block His home bullet riddled so he always need his Glock He coast with his eye open, keep his metal smoking Young wasted minds fiending on dimes, coking Forgot kids quick to break rules and known to make fools Out of many, down the streets we more safe than school There's no diploma that can break you from the coma Of a bloody war in the country, the youth hungry On the corner hyenas amongst me Yapping about the stories they be hearing, always swearing Can't even spell the shit that he be wearing Caught up in the silk web of material Superficial stains ya brain tissue, that's the issue The young is lost at their own cost, dreaming Screaming how we never hold positions, that's the meaning Mothers of murder victims share the same grief The elderly shake their head in disbelief And no relief came till I aimed And blast one shot and left my name... the GZA Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh My residence is a city where army veterans smoke rocks On torn down blocks, drug spots set up their shops And cops watch innocent niggas roaming flocks Romanism in tops, papers and knots Churches and liquor stores on every corner plot To get money knots some funny niggas act like They could pop Glocks and those who can't cop Sisters giving up ass a lot, brothers giving up cash a lot Babies struggling to become someone because their parent's not Just another victim of the ghetto, where lost minds settle When the devils uncivil society and die free With double 'W' followed by J-D around the necks and wrists The God is now a dog, the Earth is called a bitch And all my people wish to get rich in this wilderness to push a Lexus Ice on everything from rings and bracelets to the necklaces Children molested within these pest infested buildings Seeds uneducated in these schools, paint on the ceilings Is peeling off, but all I see is lost black babies calling "Please somebody save me, please somebody save me" Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another victim of the... victim of the ghetto Just Another victim, that's how it goes, ooh Just another... just another... victim of the ghetto