Welcome ladies and gentleman to the futurenFor all those who hear Truth Himself for the first time,nI'd like to welcome younTo everyone else, welcome backnnFor everyone new to the TruthnLet me introduce menI'm with the industry'snM-i-double s-i-n-gnI'm ill but EinsteinnCause I develop my mindnIn a way so you'll nevernBe able to develop my rhymesnOnly I cannI am what you call obsessednWith my ambition,nCant give them nothing but the bestnUsed to be in it for the famenNow I'm in it for the musicnSo I did a 360 like xboxnTruth is nothing but another mother fuckernWho has never been a suckernWho has never been a puppetnBut I love it how they put a label on menHe's not rap, he's a pop singer who can write rhymesnUm yeah? Whatever you saynGo ahead talk smacknTry to put a label on menMaybe I'm rock-rapnMaybe I'm swing, I'm bluesnI'm him, I'm younI'm everything you ever wantednI'm fresh, I'm newnnI figure this is where I'll benWhen the whole world crashes down on menWhen the music industry wants menI'll whisper in their ears sorrynI figure this is where I'll benWhen the whole world crashes down on menWhen the music industry wants menI'll whisper in their ears sorrynnThis is where I wanna benThis is where I'll always benAnd I will never chose to leavenWhy would I leave?nIt's where I'll always bennnHere's a riddle for the middle school kidsnIf I give you two thingsnAnd I take one backnHow many did I give?nThat's a trick questionnCause I need you to know thatnThe only two things I havenAre my beats and my notesnSo therefore I gave you my lifenThe game isn't rightnBut they labeled me like I'm the enemynAnd generally I'm pretty level headed seenNow I'm the first to rap in my familynGo check the pedigreenI do things my waynHeaded for the sky ways,nAirways, airplanes, even think I'm fly nIgnorane is brainlessnWanna be gangstasnTell me to my face that I'll never be famousnWhy? Just cause I ain't Busta RhymesnOr Kanye West don't mean I cant touch the skynI'm all style, I'm grown nownI changed into it, a beastnI'm gonna sit back, chill, and make some musicnnnI figure this is where I'll benWhen the whole world crashes down on menWhen the music industry wants menI'll whisper in their ears sorrynI figure this is where I'll benWhen the whole world crashes down on menWhen the music industry wants menI'll whisper in their ears sorrynnThis is where I wanna benThis is where I'll always benAnd I will never chose to leavenWhy would I leave?nIt's where I'll always bennHello, this is Truth HimselfnCalling on behalf of the youth and wealthnI cant speak for all of us but as for menIf hip hop's dead that's a tragedynI wanna give the soul what the soul wants to hearnWanna spread the music to a whole lot of yearsnBut if she ever dies, just in casenWe'll share a casket, hip hop's my resting placennI figure this is where I'll benWhen the whole world crashes down on menWhen the music industry wants menI'll whisper in their ears sorrynnI figure this is where I'll benWhen the whole world crashes down on menWhen the music industry wants menI'll whisper in their ears sorrynnThis is where I wanna benThis is where I'll always benAnd I will never chose to leavenWhy would I leave?nIt's where I'll always bennnThank you for your purchase, I truly appreciate itnI hope you enjoy the futurenDon't be afraid to laugh, cry, or show any sort of emotionnJust don't turn my shit off