The Truth - Blu, Nottz, Shateish

A black man said his name was Apollo Creed

Born as a novel seed in the land of a thousand kings

My third eye forever open, living out my dreams

Climbing down the mountain to drink water from a baller stream

No taps in my system, my land-line clean

My bloodline reconnected under my family tree

Was it an atom or Adam?

Science or religion?

Was it the spirit in man or molecules in him?

Beer in my hand till I can’t stand the system

I walk through ghetto alleys like the titans through the valley

Turn the wisdom into a tooth in my mouth

And spit the Judas out

Producing songs like farms to put my music out

Fruits of my labor, vegetables and turntables

Bringing day with the night

Watching the light cross stage you

The future bit the computer 'fore it chopped up the snake

'Cause they say, apple a day keeps the doc away

Truth

Running through the wind and hear some lies

I hear them cry

Blood shading my eyes

Truth is

In the midst of the darkest hours

Crazy changing faces within them towers

Truth is

Yo, Jésus, got some water, need some grape juice

I bowed my head and the crown fell out my slave roots

That nigga Blu moved Giza to Mount Olympus

Now I fix a pyramid every time I count figures

Kissing Venus with a Visa

Sitting on Chichen Itza

It’s the heart I told her

It’s the heart that keeps me living

Turn the mirror to a prism

Saw the zenith through the ceiling

If you live in a glass house, buy a surround system

This is crack, play it too loud, your house won’t make it back

Paint the White House black

Rearrange the whole map

I swam under the ocean

Found Atlantis and a poem

Left a rap book in Pomona

I could take the planet over

Told a soldier if he finds it

He should take it home and rhyme it

And I did, Blu adventures of the gods and the titans

The truth

Running through the wind and hear some lies

I hear them cry

Blood shading my eyes

Truth is

In the midst of the darkest hours

Crazy changing faces within them towers

Truth is

Truth is