The truth is stranger than fiction but i'ma make is personal Add my ingredients - cook it up then serve you I was here before your lies my concepts are timeless Held the pen and pad close for security like linus I bust for those who love me and leave geminis behind Rep for a small heard of heads and keep it live Stay focused over beats and praise the one who sent me That makes perfect sense like holdin' 7 pennies 5 years of tunnel rat affiliation and creation Seen all competition scared and hiding' they faces And when we around you sweatin' to give us pounds But dirty up our names and copy our whole sound And we still give you daps and pray that you'll grow Power went to ya head and ya ego got blowed Yea i sound a bit upset but i'm dealin' with this session I refuse to blurt the names so let the guilty be offended Dax Still saying it Yall already know See it's a miracle i lasted this long while yall was trippen over the beat And stumbling over your words i was written songs bout the miracles in life But you never heard So it's a miracle i lasted this long And i stood strong when you said i was wrong And bleed every song that you never heard And i wept until every tear became a word And my puddles of poems Swelled up into an ocean of deep thought And the motion was emotion And the shipped that i came on was called devotion The rhymes yall quoting i wrote back in time Lived the life you hopin you could before your first rhyme You aint doing it right you irritate and you bite You don't need the spot light You need to put down the mic You aint the most underground and i aint afraid to state it Yell so twisted you braid and i hate it Verse2 My given name explains im noble man Bounce feet till folks retreat all over land and sea No man commanding me im puffin up jehovah hand And yall wonder why t.r.s is deemed a global band Many snakes get to biting quicker than a cobra can But you know they stand in line to be they first to throw they hand But i throw mines from the soldiers since old enough to understand Im a colder man then you heard when your modem ran I bring fourth the son of man in same fashion as a joseph and Mary did i carry kids when they hearse to slow to stand And walk the fight i write the hearse that fuels your drive And clear the path for those to steer there crooked lives I took the time watch fools steel the hearts of city With 15 bones people bought mediocrity A polished up pastor who talk gritty getting over and At last its mr. atlas don't ask if im global man Hook We just take this to serious to be controlled by industry We are global t.r. mcs that's one thing for curtain trust me