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Artist:Gang Starr
Taken from the album Moment Of Truth by Gang Starr
Album:Moment Of Truth
Track:Moment Of Truth
Date Added:18/10/2007
Rating:not yet rated     
Lyrics:some Jamaican gwal]
No matta wat we fyace
We mus face de moment of trut baybe

Chorus: Guru
They say it's lonely at the top in whatever you do
You always
gotta watch motherfuckers around you
Nobody's invincible no plan is foolproof
all must meet our moment of truth
Verse One: Guru
The same sheisty cats that you
hang with and do your thang with
could set you up and wet you up nigga peep the language

It's universal, you play with fire it may hurt you
or burn you, lessons are blessings
you should learn through
Let's face facts, although MC's lace tracks
it doesn't mean
behind the scenes there ain't no dirt to trace back
That goes for all of us, there ain't
nobody to trust
It's like sabotage, it's got me ready to bust
But I can't
jeapordize, what I have done up to this point
So I'ma get more guys, to help me run the
whole joint
Cultivate, multiply, motivate, or else we'll die
You know I be the
masterof the who what where and why
See when you're shinin, some chumps'll wanna dull ya

Always selfish jealous punks, will wanna pull ya
down, just like some shellfish in a
cause they love it, to see your ass squirm like a worm
But just as you'll
receive what is comin to you
Everybody else is gonna get theirs too
I ain't no
saint, therefore I cannot dispute
That everyone must meet their moment of truth

Chorus: Guru
Actions have reactions, don't be quick to judge
You may not know the
harships people don't speak of
It's best to step back, and observe with couth
For we
all must meet our moment of truth
Verse Two: Guru
Sometimes you gotta dig deep, when
problems come near
Don't fear things get severe for everybody everywhere
Why do bad
things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil

The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin
to think such problems can arise from
minor confrontations
Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
Dark clouds over my
head, my heart's racin
Suicide? Nah, I'm not a foolish guy
Don't even feel like
drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate
anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other
shit, before
So I oughta be able, to withstand some more
But I'm sweatin though, my
eyes are turnin red and yo
I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put
down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind

And now some skanless motherfuckers wanna take what's mine
But they can't take the
respect, that I've earned in my lifetime
And you know they'll never stop the furious force
of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it's day
And like they say, God works
in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet
my moment of truth
("You should know the truth
And the truth shall set you free" -->
from _Who's Gonna Take the
Verse Three: Guru
Yo I got one lyric
pointed at your head for start
Another one, is pointed at your weak ass heart
Now if
I pull the trigger, on these fully loaded lines
You're gonna wish I woulda pulled a black
nine, I mack dimes
Crack the spines of the fake gangsters
Yeah the bitin triflin
niggaz, and the studio pranksters
Yo lookin at the situation plainly: will you remain G?

Or will you be looked upon strangely?
I reign as the articulator, with the greater
Revolvin on the TASCAM much doper than my last jam
While others struggle to
juggle, tricky metaphots
I explore more, to expose the core
A lot of MC's, act
stupid to me
And we have yet to see, if they can match our longevity
But anyway it's
just another day
Another fake jack I slay with my spectac' rap display
smooth but rugged -- you can't push or shove it
You dig it and you dug it cause like money
you love it
The king of monotone, with my own throne
Righteously violent prone my
words bring winds like cyclones
Stormin your hideout, blockin out your sunlight
image and your business, were truly not done right
Throw up your he-Allah-I now, divine
You got no hand skills there's no security to save ya
No pager, no celly, no
drop top Benz-y
I came to bring your phone hip-hop, to an ending
My art of war will
leave you sore from the abuse
Cause you must meet your moment of truth
First Chorus
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