I Don't Lie

(Album: The New South - 2005)

[Haystak:]
If you can appreciate the truth, story of a troubled youth
The fact I stayed true, worked and payed dues
[?] hey Seuss, Booda, even Ala
Anybody out there, who can help me make a dollar
I follow no person, I been through some soul searching
It's like I have no service, like I have no purpose
Can I talk about them nights I spent in the house?
With that pistol to my mouth, you don't hear me though
I thought about blowing my brains out
If you never been down and out
Falling, no bungee cord, depending on the lord
Man, this life is like a motherfuckin coin toss
Take more losses, celebrate wins
Many enemies, but I got very few close friends

I ain't gon lie, all these words, I swear on my life
And if I'm lying, strike me right here on the mic
I don't lie, all these words are totally true
There be love by many, and hated by a few

[Young Buck:]
Thou shall not sin, but I need to feed these kids, lord
Thank you for hollering at me, and keeping me out of the pen more
All I know is winning, nigga, back's against the wall
And them packs ain't getting off, like they should
Then you know who's your dog, when there's no one to call
You can call me, the same lil nigga who's been through it all
See I don't give a fuck, about a penny pinching bitch
In this game, know the truth about to be spoken when they mention my name
If you just do your thing, cover up all your tracks
Then you go buy that Range, and candy paint up on your Lac
I say "nigga, keep pimpin from Nashville to Memphis"
I done been a lot of places, but Tennessee just ridiculous
Know that, every baking soda box that I done got
Represent a dime lock, I holds down my block
It's way bigger than just these Baggettes in my necklace
I drink liquor all night, and smoke a blunt for breakfast

[Haystak:]
I ain't gon lie, all these words, I swear on my life
And if I'm lying, strike me right here on the mic
I don't lie, all these words are totally true
There be love by many, and hated by a few