[Intro]
(Young Shaney Jay he the plug boy)
[Chorus]
Waarheid, I'm only gonna spit the waarheid
Waarheid, I'm only gonna give the waarheid
Waarheid, I'm only gonna live the waarheid
Waarheid, don't tell your brasse or your kind the waarheid
Waarheid, doing anything to staan uit
Waarheid, swaarkry djy biede vasbyt
Waarheid, Coloured mense willie saam kyk
Waarheid, if I got a pen then I'm gonna haal uit
[Verse 1]
You wanna know the truth?
I was a young soldier recruit
Wolverine rove on the loose
You can see the soil on the souls of my boots
Too young for war! It's a phony excuse
On the battlefield but I'm ready for the action
Got dischardged home by the general and the captain
Said I'm too pretty for the war, now I'm handsome
But I'm still Grand, rock hard as the Canyon
Keep it real with me, dishonour to your companion
Three hundred Spartans as part of my Battalion
Polly want a cracker, a parrot talking to a falcon
Giving raw truth to the youth, young Malcolm
I don't wanna end up forgotten like Selwyn
And do Hip Hop for chipmunks like Alvin
Big Bang Theory, truth is I'm Sheldon
Dreams don't pay bills, they do make albums
I tell them...
(Young Shaney Jay he the plug boy)
[Chorus]
Waarheid, I'm only gonna spit the waarheid
Waarheid, I'm only gonna give the waarheid
Waarheid, I'm only gonna live the waarheid
Waarheid, don't tell your brasse or your kind the waarheid
Waarheid, doing anything to staan uit
Waarheid, swaarkry djy biede vasbyt
Waarheid, Coloured mense willie saam kyk
Waarheid, if I got a pen then I'm gonna haal uit
[Verse 1]
You wanna know the truth?
I was a young soldier recruit
Wolverine rove on the loose
You can see the soil on the souls of my boots
Too young for war! It's a phony excuse
On the battlefield but I'm ready for the action
Got dischardged home by the general and the captain
Said I'm too pretty for the war, now I'm handsome
But I'm still Grand, rock hard as the Canyon
Keep it real with me, dishonour to your companion
Three hundred Spartans as part of my Battalion
Polly want a cracker, a parrot talking to a falcon
Giving raw truth to the youth, young Malcolm
I don't wanna end up forgotten like Selwyn
And do Hip Hop for chipmunks like Alvin
Big Bang Theory, truth is I'm Sheldon
Dreams don't pay bills, they do make albums
I tell them...
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