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You want answers?
I think I'm entitled!
You want answers?!
I want the truth!
You can't handle the truth!

If ya fake, ya fake!
(fake, fake)
If ya wack, ya wack!
(wack, wack)
If ya hot, ya hot!
(hot, hot)

Most of you rap cats
don't appeal to me
a lot of you say you keeping it real
but you ain't real to me
Mac 10, Ice Cube, W.C
You niggers make me laugh
Ya`ll belong on W.B
Coolio is so whacky, it's disgusting
most rappers on the West Coast
don't even like you
trust me
and E-40 I gotta talk about you
your style's so annoying
I just wanna smack the shit out you
And Snoop?
I don't know where to begin
There should be a sin
to be a millionaire and be so thin
But on the real
when you first got the deal
you was the man
I swear to god Snoop
I used to be your fan
What happened?
Now everything you make sucks
Now you're just like all these
other commercial dumb fucks

MC Ren?
I respect you kid
But your style kinda died (with Easy E in it)

Chorus x2
If ya fake, ya fake!
(real niggaz know)
If ya wack, ya wack!
(real niggaz know)
If ya hot, ya hot!
(real niggaz know)

The Truth!
(real niggaz know)
The Truth!
(real niggaz know)

Foxy Brown?
Who the hell gave you that name?
I saw you in Harlem
you looked like a dude
fuck game
It's a shame tryin' to
gain fame as a hoe
You the same as the other hoes
that came in the
game for the dope
And Nore I never liked you and Capone
but I can't fund on your album
You sound better alone!
And I don't really mean to diss you
'Cause you really seem cool
but most of your rhymes
sound like you never finished school

DMX?
No doubt you got a rap soul
but the way you stress
your the best
but your head is a little too blown
You kill me with all that dog barking
Gimmick-crap
Carice one already put a song
about gimmicks on the map

Cannibus you rack hot, 97
On a scale from one to ten
We all said 11
DMX got a 9
Nore a 6
I'm glad you left Wyclef alone
'Cause you cats didn't mix

Mase you came real
with DMX and Alocks
But now
you sound more in beef
than Devil Cocks
You represent Harlem
but Harlem don't respect you
And if those rumors are true
you better get someone else protect you!

Chorus x2
If ya fake, ya fake!
(real niggaz know)
If ya wack, ya wack!
(real niggaz know)
If ya hot, ya hot!
(real niggaz know)

The Truth!
(real niggaz know)
The Truth!
(real niggaz know)

Will Smith?
Now you know damn well
The only air you belong on
is the one in Bell
Even though I don't like you
I don't hate you
I hate when award shows let you win
And nonetheless nominate you

Onxy?
I love y'all
But I gotta pull your card
You gotta be soft
'Cause you act too hard

Big Daddy Kane?
I get rolled off the mobe
But you sober
When you came out with that black
beautiful in the bone

You hurt me
and most of your fans
I'm glad you back out
and keepin' it real
Please keep it in your plans

Charlie Baltimore
You need more than just luck
'Cause you suck
and I really mean you suck!

Camrone?
Your first joint was off the hook
An I liked a lot of
songs off your album
But look
Horse 'N' Carrage
Fuck me up
that shit was wack
And the remix
had nothing to do
with that track
But I don't blame you
Believe me I know
the game
Record labels
Holly Gift Creative Controling
is a shame!
McCgruff his album was a hike
But the cats he sounded with
didn't even put the shit right

Chorus x4

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