QOHELETH Da' T.R.U.T.H. (Ft. Limoblaze)

[Intro: Mag44]
*tribal chants

[Verse 1: Da' T.R.U.T.H.]
Boi, teacher my teacher I need a good teacher
Boi, halfway around the world if I could meet ya
Boi, speeches my sister gave to my lil nieces
Boi, Friday night popping that's when she feel weakness
Boi, wisdom she crying out from the high place
Boi, whispers they dripping lips on a hot date
Boi, friendship and kissing mixing is not safe
Don't put yourself in a position where she could cry raped
Boi, Lord please forgive her, she see that I'm defensive
I see she just trying to help me to make the right decisions
Boi, she just trying to help me weigh the offers
Gauge all my gains and losses to hold me back from the consequences
Boi, this is the art of war
Boi, wisdom charting my course
Let me sharpen my sword
Pass me the ball I'ma leave it all on the floor

[Chorus: Limoblaze]
Rewind selecta
They don't know what's up
See these kids every day they be acting up
Pikin way say him, mama, no go hear word
That pikin must to hear word
Ogbeni gbagbe osi
Farabale moni o
Gbagbe osi
I say make you calm down
Gbagbe osi
Farabale moni o
Say you get beards no be sense, oh