everybody out there looking for truth Who says, you know We all in the same boat Yeah, Christians and Muslims, everybody like that, huh Yow, you lookin' for truth
What would it be like to starve to death Child hosts the parasite Against his will, against his hope Cries for help are lost in dark Against this
Death No War No There's a problem in the works This thing's being run by jerks Who'll drain your blood into the soil To keep from running out
It's all acquiring as many things as you can And the more you get the less of a man You become to all who stay around you People are just dollars
She's so fulfilled She's lonely all the time She is living the good life He's so successful He's scared all the time He is living the good life
Try Truth No Hate
Twenty thousand should do the job The faceless official said Peace force will keep peace in Lebanon Dust in the streets clots red Morality was not
Economic genocide Trickle down is trickling on The shanty drone and ghetto dawn A military 'option' for the poor Pointed into a corner your guns
Feel the passion And the potential too Have this be more than Just entertainment Make our scene Not a scene Make this scene Not a scene Make
I've seen the price of security I've seen the cost of purity I've seen too much the stage was my home And home is where the heart is It rends your
lies. Who's true? Truth Crew! Who's true? Truth Crew! Who's true? Truth Crew! Don't make me ask again! Who's true? Truth Crew! Who's true? Truth Crew! Who's true? Truth
minds away 'til they believe the truth that we've made." "We throw their hearts away so they will fit our society." I'M NOT SOLD SO EASILY. TRUTH IS
that I'm violent, just cause I refuse to be silent These hypocrites are havin fits, cause I'm not buyin it Defyin it, envious because I will rebel against
Rebel.. rebel.. REBEL Rebel.. rebel.. [2Pac] They just can't stand the reign, or the occasional pain from a man like me, who goes against the grain
them motherfuckers blamin me I got the right to bear a pistol And when the punk motherfuckers get to trippin I got shit too And maybe then you'll see the truth
blamin' me I got the right to bear a pistol And when them punk motherfuckers get to trippin' I got shit too And maybe then you'll see the truth But until
hear it, the rebel" - P.E. "Tellin you to hear it.." "Hard!" .. "The rebel" "Hard!" .. "The rebel" [repeat 12X to fade] [2Pac] Holla if ya hear me! "Hard!" .. "The rebel
