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mc truth - mic prophet كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yo

[verse 1: mc truth]
yo, i came from the dust with a busted pad
dreams rusted, trust disgusted, mad
nothin’ but truth in my knapsack bag
while the city slept cold under street_lamp drag

cassette deck hummin’, my pencil bleedin’
every rhyme a sermon for the souls still needin’
preachin’ through beats, no choir repeatin’
just me and the mic — two hearts competin’

ogs said, “kid, rap don’t pay,”
but i spit for the kids who had nothin’ to say
truth ain’t rich, but it carve its way
through the noise, through the fake, through the everyday

i’m the mic prophet, speakin’ in code
street gospel written on a cracked window
i don’t chasе gold — i polish my soul
’89 flow, watch the truth unfold

bas_m_nt buzz, onе take, no edits
life lessons scribbled on credit debits
every verse heavy like a preacher’s relics
i ain’t rap for clout — i rap for ethics
my city concrete, but my roots still bloom
turned my notebook pages into sonic fumes
every line combust, light up the gloom
and the crowd yell “truth!” when they feel that boom
i’m the mic prophet, born from pain
speak my truth through static and rain
old school spirit in a broke man’s chain
street scriptures — the spark remains

- mc truth

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