DeJuan Whaley - Naked Truth lyrics

[Produced By. Serious] [Verse 1] Verbal a**a**in attacking the instrumental Every thought expressed from my mental is monumental Through compositions the competition Resulting in decomposition Mortician giving condolences to your family Cause of d**h was my proficiency in similes Music Crave Entertainment taking the throne All I see in this industry a**embly of clones Catalogued in a league of my own Limited bracket since all the lyricist vanished Seniorita that's spanish touching me like a tablet Just getting started like kindergarten or appetizers At our lowest the potent dolja the stabilizer Words are worthless if through your verses you lying It's simple as rocket science Only way to connect to the people is if you honest Like Abraham, offer melodies as a lamb We'll leave the rest into God's hands [Verse 2] Annihilate you entirely with my diaries You peasants are comedy Bet I crumble your colony With a flick of a pen Might as well not attempt Mediocre effort how could you ever contend Unimpressed with your efforts to make a record Fortune cookie told me my wisdom truly a treasure Letter to my competitors, shop lifting your listeners Removing foes out the perimeter like an editor Adolf Hitler had a million followers Jesus had 12 comprehend my logic Ma**es gravitate to wicked rather than the prophets Just a little food for thought scholar speaking knowledge Watered down material flooding into the market Their interest is in their pockets so they dumbing the product But nothing is ever promised Forgotten papers an object Damon Dash better yet Steven Baldwin [Verse 3] Rookie season performing like Robert Griffin Lyrical technician most valuable acquisition, Listen It looks to me that the industry focused on sales all about popularity Rather than the talent, is this what you call a challenge Yawl don't hear me tho should I speak another language Defeating me would be a figment of imagination Patiently waiting eliminating the duplications All I hear is same song different instrumental To Hip Hop your contribution is detrimental Oh' since your rich than that makes you a spitter? You telling me that Bill Gates raps better than Jigga? Go figure, this melody is my thriller Tell the Naked Truth and the artificial are bitter Your image is a gimmick Couldn't last a half of a minute in my exhibit Pa** the microphone to a real spitter You know you finished