Released: June 25, 2002
Featuring: R. Kelly
Songwriter: R. Kelly
Producer: R. Kelly
[Intro: R. Kelly & Truth Hurts]
*Knock, knock, knock*
Yo, let me through
*Knock, knock, knock*
[?]
Let me in
*Knock, knock, knock*
Yo
*Knock, knock, knock*
Let me in bitch!
[Verse 1: Truth Hurts]
Now see I try to keep the peace
But your lies is killin' me
Yo ass is in these streets
On them bogus late night creeps
You said you were with your boys
Then tried to switch it
Go ahead with the bullshit
Cause I ain't none of these bitches
The truth is coming to get cha
Pain is about to split cha
You done put your hands on me
And Dre is about to get with cha
I done messed around and spotted you like you was famous
Now you got the dumb look on your face like "What cha name is?"
(Nigga I know what yo game is)
You done lied to me so much it's painless
Boy you took mommy's first seed for granted
Now your cheatin' ass is about to be strained
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when your woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
You lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie tell me what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
[Verse 2: Truth Hurts]
Now see time and time again
You got away with murder
The bitch calls here again
See I'ma have to hurt her
Fool that you roll with
He be hittin' on me
You're so busy partyin'
You're too damn blind to see
You don't think that I know the scheme
You're messin' with the intelligence of a wise ghetto queen
Boy it ain't much you can get past me
I will leave yo ass cryin', take it from me
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when you woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
You lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie and what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
[Verse 3: R. Kelly]
Mommy listen up you got me confused
Told you I was out smoking with my dudes
Then we pop Chrys, right after we hit the Swiss
Then later on that night you ain't gon' believe this shit
There was a knock at the door
Now check it I'm 'bout to hip ya
The door opens wit' about ten or eleven strippers
The first thing I did was went into a room to pick up
A phone to call you but no said the liquor
And now I got the hiccups
Hands up like a stick-up
Got to come all up in here and hear your ass bicker
And after all that what even makes this shit the worse
Even though I'm wrong I admit the truth hurts
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
See some of ya'll niggas can't deal with the (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when you woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you're always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
See you lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie tell me what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
(Some of ya'll niggas can't deal with the) (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when your woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
Because you lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie tell me what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
[Outro: Truth Hurts]
The Truth (TRUTH)
(TRUTH)
The truth, the truth (TRUTH)
Watchu gon' do when the truth gets you? (TRUTH)
(TRUTH)
*Knock, knock, knock*
Yo, let me through
*Knock, knock, knock*
[?]
Let me in
*Knock, knock, knock*
Yo
*Knock, knock, knock*
Let me in bitch!
[Verse 1: Truth Hurts]
Now see I try to keep the peace
But your lies is killin' me
Yo ass is in these streets
On them bogus late night creeps
You said you were with your boys
Then tried to switch it
Go ahead with the bullshit
Cause I ain't none of these bitches
The truth is coming to get cha
Pain is about to split cha
You done put your hands on me
And Dre is about to get with cha
I done messed around and spotted you like you was famous
Now you got the dumb look on your face like "What cha name is?"
(Nigga I know what yo game is)
You done lied to me so much it's painless
Boy you took mommy's first seed for granted
Now your cheatin' ass is about to be strained
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when your woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
You lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie tell me what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
[Verse 2: Truth Hurts]
Now see time and time again
You got away with murder
The bitch calls here again
See I'ma have to hurt her
Fool that you roll with
He be hittin' on me
You're so busy partyin'
You're too damn blind to see
You don't think that I know the scheme
You're messin' with the intelligence of a wise ghetto queen
Boy it ain't much you can get past me
I will leave yo ass cryin', take it from me
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
Cause most of ya'll niggas can't deal with the (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when you woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
You lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie and what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
[Verse 3: R. Kelly]
Mommy listen up you got me confused
Told you I was out smoking with my dudes
Then we pop Chrys, right after we hit the Swiss
Then later on that night you ain't gon' believe this shit
There was a knock at the door
Now check it I'm 'bout to hip ya
The door opens wit' about ten or eleven strippers
The first thing I did was went into a room to pick up
A phone to call you but no said the liquor
And now I got the hiccups
Hands up like a stick-up
Got to come all up in here and hear your ass bicker
And after all that what even makes this shit the worse
Even though I'm wrong I admit the truth hurts
[Chorus: Truth Hurts]
See some of ya'll niggas can't deal with the (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when you woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you're always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
See you lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie tell me what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
(Some of ya'll niggas can't deal with the) (TRUTH)
Be hatin' when your woman start hittin' you with the (TRUTH)
Tryin' to turn it all around when you know it's the (TRUTH)
And you always runnin' away from the (TRUTH)
Because you lie 'til you make yourself think it's the (TRUTH)
Undress the lie tell me what you got? (TRUTH)
Should have been upfront and just told the (TRUTH)
But instead you wanna go and try and hide the (TRUTH)
[Outro: Truth Hurts]
The Truth (TRUTH)
(TRUTH)
The truth, the truth (TRUTH)
Watchu gon' do when the truth gets you? (TRUTH)
(TRUTH)