True Meaning Songtext
von Cormega

Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I′m strugglin', strugglin′ tryin' to survive
Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I'm strugglin′, strugglin′ tryin' to survive

People feelin′ my pain, a mental bond shared
Been through so many struggles only to persevere
Remember when we hustled, knowin' the 1st was near
That′s when that money doubled, then we purchased gear

Now was it worth my trouble? It was my first career
The only life I knew, there's no regrets or fears
Yo son, I reminisce this ghetto life and shed a tear
For my niggas who walkin′ up heaven stairs

I met men in penitentiaries
Who been down so long they barely miss the street
If you real hold your own son, lay your law
My inner visions are revealed so I say no more


My man said it ain't a game so I play no more
Whether you rap or bust gats, lay your law
Fuck that, if you touch crack save up your story
Can be reduced to jail suits and war stories

Keep the way my pen speaks words my mouth envy
I'm hopin′ holy water could cleanse me
D′s wanted to apprehend me
If I affected your life in any way trife
When I was doing crime forgive me

Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I'm strugglin′, strugglin' tryin′ to survive
Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I'm strugglin′, strugglin' tryin' to survive

Exquisitely I write
Tales of hand to hand sales which cause three to life
When all else fails some people seek Jesus Christ
Some relax to the seductive mystique of the pipe


And be back inside the same cell they left
It′s sort of like hell or death
Except we still here breathin′ in the flesh receivin' respect
Yet, being stressed ′cause we threats to society
Solutions are real, problems are in varieties

I try to be thinkin' of ways to get paid
My realness engraved from the cradle to the grave
Mega, thug for ever, my departure from drugs could never
Sever what I learned or respect I earned

Yo, my status alone surpasses your own
Known for blastin′ my chrome and have on my own
Niggas fradulent, I wish there was a law against
The sort of shit these rappers talk and never even thought exist

When I was young I used to hustle for Jordan Kicks
As I matured I did it for a brick be cautionious
The price is up and down like the New York Knicks
I got O.G. respect and a new four fifth 'cause

Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I′m strugglin', strugglin' tryin′ to survive
Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I′m strugglin', strugglin′ tryin' to survive

Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know, in the street you know
I′m strugglin', strugglin′ tryin' to survive
Out there, out there, out there
In the street you know