| 歌曲 | Truth |
| 歌手 | Khaeli |
| 专辑 | Truth |
| 作词 : Micheal Onuoha | |
| 作曲 : Micheal Onuoha | |
| Truth | |
| Na na na na | |
| Oh oh oh yea | |
| Yea! Yea yea yea! | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Love of money, yea the root of evil | |
| Can't afford to sell my soul to devil | |
| Creepy fakers crawling lika weasel ohh | |
| (Kick 'em down to Hell to burn to blazes) | |
| Burn to blazes | |
| Burn to blazes | |
| I don't even mind if you burn to blazes | |
| F' all my haters that cannot take this | |
| Me gat a room for bad energyyy | |
| Oh no no no | |
| Oh no no no | |
| You can't afford me | |
| Invoke the fires just like Elijah | |
| Shoot them down like bengdededeng! | |
| You checking my flows | |
| I'm playing my role | |
| And I be my making my Dough | |
| I really know who I am | |
| So dummy you ain't got nothing on me | |
| Flipping switches on emotions not my thingy | |
| Mama taught me better than to step on ones emotions | |
| CHORUS | |
| Up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Flexin flexin | |
| All your money money | |
| Making papers everyday | |
| You ballin ballin | |
| High like chandeliers | |
| Yet you running running | |
| With tha snitches snitches | |
| Oh dem goddamn snitches ahh! | |
| You ain't really gotten my message(my message) | |
| Hey the Bitches and dogs gon slay ya(gon slay ya ) | |
| Back to back to back stabbing | |
| These whores these jocks ain't loyal | |
| No one's got loyalty loyalty | |
| Believe no lies they be feeding ya | |
| They give no **** whatchu going thru | |
| They only famz you and give you fake love | |
| Cause of the fast cars | |
| They be tripping for the fast cash | |
| Leeches be leeching on that cash | |
| When you fail they're gone like fast flash | |
| (You will face the truth...) | |
| Na na na na | |
| (And justice) | |
| Oh oh oh oh oh yea | |
| Yea! yea yea yea! | |
| CHORUS | |
| Up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Oh my God | |
| Would you save me | |
| Would you save me oh oh | |
| From tha leeches | |
| And the bitches | |
| And the snitches eh | |
| Oh my God | |
| Would you save me | |
| Would you save me oh oh | |
| From tha leeches | |
| And the bitches | |
| And the snitches eh | |
| (Dededeng!) |
| zuò cí : Micheal Onuoha | |
| zuò qǔ : Micheal Onuoha | |
| Truth | |
| Na na na na | |
| Oh oh oh yea | |
| Yea! Yea yea yea! | |
| VERSE 1 | |
| Love of money, yea the root of evil | |
| Can' t afford to sell my soul to devil | |
| Creepy fakers crawling lika weasel ohh | |
| Kick ' em down to Hell to burn to blazes | |
| Burn to blazes | |
| Burn to blazes | |
| I don' t even mind if you burn to blazes | |
| F' all my haters that cannot take this | |
| Me gat a room for bad energyyy | |
| Oh no no no | |
| Oh no no no | |
| You can' t afford me | |
| Invoke the fires just like Elijah | |
| Shoot them down like bengdededeng! | |
| You checking my flows | |
| I' m playing my role | |
| And I be my making my Dough | |
| I really know who I am | |
| So dummy you ain' t got nothing on me | |
| Flipping switches on emotions not my thingy | |
| Mama taught me better than to step on ones emotions | |
| CHORUS | |
| Up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| VERSE 2 | |
| Flexin flexin | |
| All your money money | |
| Making papers everyday | |
| You ballin ballin | |
| High like chandeliers | |
| Yet you running running | |
| With tha snitches snitches | |
| Oh dem goddamn snitches ahh! | |
| You ain' t really gotten my message my message | |
| Hey the Bitches and dogs gon slay ya gon slay ya | |
| Back to back to back stabbing | |
| These whores these jocks ain' t loyal | |
| No one' s got loyalty loyalty | |
| Believe no lies they be feeding ya | |
| They give no whatchu going thru | |
| They only famz you and give you fake love | |
| Cause of the fast cars | |
| They be tripping for the fast cash | |
| Leeches be leeching on that cash | |
| When you fail they' re gone like fast flash | |
| You will face the truth. . . | |
| Na na na na | |
| And justice | |
| Oh oh oh oh oh yea | |
| Yea! yea yea yea! | |
| CHORUS | |
| Up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Steady goin goin goin | |
| Up up up up | |
| Oh my God | |
| Would you save me | |
| Would you save me oh oh | |
| From tha leeches | |
| And the bitches | |
| And the snitches eh | |
| Oh my God | |
| Would you save me | |
| Would you save me oh oh | |
| From tha leeches | |
| And the bitches | |
| And the snitches eh | |
| Dededeng! |