Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sour Truths, artist - 137Date of issue: 21.01.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Sour Truths |
| Ooh, baby don’t you know |
| Second hand stays the same no matter where you go |
| I got asked what I do with the sum of my hours |
| Well, I make things that are beautiful |
| See |
| Mello music all around the map |
| Stay packed with the shit that you kiddies lack |
| Got lethal writing like cardiac |
| Won’t apologize if I don’t call you back |
| Been on a mission |
| Wicked decisions |
| Creating my wishes |
| Swing for the fences |
| Increased the expenses |
| Switched the intentions |
| Flow coming naturally |
| My Pops said he proud of me |
| Back to reality |
| Now the music bringing hourly |
| Stop acting cowardly |
| Turn shit to a catastrophe |
| Mello x 137 |
| You know w brought the cavalry |
| Glass surfing like a beardd dragon that’s hungry |
| I speak the truth but truth wouldn’t have ruth if it were so easy |
| Know I speak easy at speakeasy 'cause, at heart, I know what’s truly banned |
| I understand within this land it’s thoughts that make them queasy |
| Put a soul through a strainer long enough, you’ll find impurity |
| But everybody really wanna claim infallibility |
| Humanity has trouble admitting its fallibility |
| Veracity is kept to the best of my ability |
| And I say |
| I pay the toll on the highway |
| Got ten graves that I have to dig |
| And nine corpses |
| So will you please step this way |
| Never miss when I shoot |
| I’m Heaven sent, that shit the truth |
| Still hold on to part of my youth |
| So I hadda pass that shit like an alley-oop |
| I’m a crisis counselor in apocalypse |
| With a flow that’s sturdy like an acropolis |
| And when the sun under horizon dips |
| I hear the howls and a creature’s hiss |
| Lately some people been needing addressing |
| Don’t get involved with the way I be stepping |
| You weren’t involved when I needed refreshing |
| Now my shit resolved, and you search for attention |
| Been calling the shots, and it’s all progression |
| Switching the plot, call this a redemption |
| You all in my sights, they’re no exceptions |
| Working hard is not enough |
| It’s sour but true |
| You could train a thousand troops |
| And fit them with the best swords |
| Just to perish confronting an army bigger than you |
| But give that army a cannon |
| You think the same would ensue |
| Ooh, baby don’t you know |
| Second hand stays the same no matter where you go |
| I got asked what I do with the sum of my hours |
| Well, I make things that are beautiful |
| See |