It's beautiful to see a frustrated artist become mean
When he's just bad
It's not because he's persistent
That it's good
Flattering him to be nice leads to nothing
Now tell the truth
The truth, tell the truth, the truth
Especially if it's your friend, the truth
Hurting him is important, the truth
Tell the truth
Tell the truth
Nothing but the truth
Tell the truth

You hadn't even started your album
You were already saying that no one was ready
You had 15 friends you made 15 sales
It looks like no one was ready
It's not enough to want the legend to penetrate it
You have nothing original, nothing unexpected
As soon as you speak I have a déjà vu (it's true)
You can never force people
To want to listen to your noise
I'm nice behind my screen
But in the real world I destroy you
If I tell you this it's for your own good
You show off like a Gucci handbag
But you hear neither the good notes, nor the advice
Alone in your world like a Tamagotchi
Normally it does
Don't listen to others, live your dreams
But you're the exception that proves the rule
Your album is an MRI session
To sell it you invent a thug life
No but you saw yourself as if you happened to be G
Go home to your mother, bye bye
Arrivederci, Adios

Tell the truth (the truth)
Tell the truth (the truth)
Nothing but the truth (the truth, the truth, the truth)
Tell the truth

Why are you hurting yourself
Are you completely stupid or do you have no ego? Hmm
I'm uncomfortable like when someone tells me a joke
And I know it's not going to be funny, hmm
Pretend to be close to your fans
You're close to your victims like a scammer, hmm
You make them pay 50 bucks
And you still don't know how to hold a microphone, hmm
Too much hype for your real level
Your sucker friends are liars
You're in philosophy, you're doing Migos
The album is a chemo session
Tired, of listening to you say anything so it rhymes
I'm tired, everyone uses the same expressions
It's the Smurf party
I'm tired, you shouldn't have sold your soul to the devil
Stop complaining about your label
I'm tired of your love songs
Where you compare your girlfriend to your mother
Tired, of your shitty DV clips (eh)
Of your failed attempts at a hit (eh)
No charisma you should have masked yourself (eh)
You're not even capable of plagiarizing
Damn

It's beautiful to see a frustrated artist become mean (it's true)
When he's just bad
It's not because he's persistent (no)
That it's good
Flattering him to be nice leads to nothing
Now tell the truth (the truth)
The truth (the truth) tell the truth (the truth) the truth (the truth)
Especially if it's your friend (the truth) the truth (the truth)
Hurting him is important (the truth) the truth
Tell the truth, the truth
Tell the truth, the truth
Nothing but the truth, the truth
Tell the truth, the truth

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