Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Sober Truth, artist - Boondox. Album song Abaddon, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
The Sober Truth |
Y’all thought I was done, huh? |
Thought it was over? |
Shit, it ain’t over |
I’m just gettin' started in this motherfucker |
Boondox! |
The Scarecrow |
And these moments I can’t take |
That I feel like I’mma break |
When did I get so down |
Never thought I slow down |
Was it over? |
Got sober |
Didn’t know what I might do |
Feel like heads from a prestan |
Hit me back (I knew I was a motherfucking beast!) |
Ain’t been too long I’ve been sober |
Blacked out most of my damn life |
Bitches get fucked in bent over |
I got shot on the next wife |
Y’all don’t know but a little bit |
My shit ain’t been closed to told |
Always say that I’m loosin' it |
But my soul ain’t been close to sold |
Angel on my shoulder and the devil in my right hand |
Lookin' to Jehova, empty bottle on the night stand |
Battle with delusion calls, battle with who close to me |
So much damn confusion didn’t know who I supposed to be |
But never no more, repeat that never no more |
I see that comin' from a mile away and never no more |
Don’t be that same motherfucker with my head up in the cloud |
Not just another motherfucker screamin' «hi, look at me now» |
Still rollin' with the heater, desert eagle, that will never change |
Quick to pull the triger now y’all fools are never outta range |
Only thing you need to know I got to put this on my tatt |
Dox is fucking monster ressurected, put that on the hat |
And these moments I can’t take |
That I feel like I’mma break |
When did I get so down |
Never thought I slow down |
Was it over? |
Got sober |
Didn’t know what I might do |
Feel like heads from a prestan |
Hit me back (I knew I was a motherfucking beast!) |
Though I stand at the evident, was let me get my mind right |
They shoulda kept me on that shit, not let me get my rhyme tight |
19 days locked in the dark, y’all don’t think I was coming back |
Dirty now, he ain’t got the heart, but here I spit on another track |
Hoping that these bastards don’t forgot how much they hate me |
Hope they still be sleepin' on it and highly underrate me |
Hope your girls don’t flick while you work on my shit |
Hope she use your credit card and not twitch when she buy it |
Now I got this new shit, enjoy it now and live it up |
First that she hear this gon' be the last time that she give it up |
On you can put that on a tall tee |
With my number writen under it so she can call me |
Call me? |
A motherfucker call me lame ass |
Long as heatens love me you can put a bullet in my brain |
And they gon' resurrect on the third day (apparition) |
You just feedin' fire to the flames bitch (ammunition) |
And these moments I can’t take |
That I feel like I’mma break |
When did I get so down |
Never thought I slow down |
Was it over? |
Got sober |
Didn’t know what I might do |
Feel like heads from a prestan |
Hit me back (I knew I was a motherfucking beast!) |