Honest Is Best

[Track 1] “Honest Is Best (Truth Don’t Dress)”

[Intro]
Why’s it so hard to say “I don’t know”?
As if truth was weak, and lies were bold.

[Verse 1]
You sell the shine,
But truth don’t dress.
It shows up raw,
We are blessed.

You hide behind style,
You stall with flair,
But silence don’t heal,
It just pollutes air.

[Chorus]
Honest is best, no glitter, no vest.
No mask, no stunt, just self-respect.
It’s not about fame or passing some test,
It’s walking your talk,
And letting lies rest.

[Verse 2]
You think “don’t know”
Means you’re less than wise?
But fake is the fool
Who believes their disguise.

Truth ain’t perfect,
It’s present. It’s clear.
It stands, even shaking,
While cowards disappear.

[Chorus – repeat, shorter]
Honest is best, truth wears no dress.
You want real strength?
Try truth, not finesse.

[Outro]
Peace don’t need drama.
It just needs truth.
And time don’t wait
For a prettier excuse.

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Lyrics – Excerpt

You say fiction sells,
But at what cost?
Truth don’t need makeup,
It’s never lost.

You flex in the mirror,
But your eyes look away…
Real queens face the mess,
They don’t run from the fray.

(Hook)
Honest is best, no glitter, no vest,
Truth shows up raw, and still looks blessed.
No shortcut wins, no mask impress,
If you can’t be real, then baby… rest.

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[Track 2] “The Mask Don’t Make You Smart”

[Intro]
You think performance makes you wise?
Nah…
The mask don’t make you smart.
Honest does.

[Verse 1]
You talk like a prophet,
But ghost every fact.
You quote the greats,
Then pivot back.

You charm the crowd,
Then dodge the mess.
But honest ain’t scared
To confess.

You fake the depth,
Avoid the doubt,
But surface talk
Can’t help us out.

[Chorus]
The mask don’t make you smart.
The script don’t make it art.
You bluff, we see your cards,
You’re loud, but not that hard.

No crown for faking wise,
Just truth, exposed and bare.
Cuz honest ain’t a costume,
It’s how you really care.

[Verse 2]
You smile on cue,
You stall with style,
But stillness ain’t wisdom
When you’re in denial.

You duck the facts
Like they bite too fast.
But honest folk
Don’t wear a mask.

[Final Chorus]
The mask don’t make you smart,
That’s not how trust starts.
If you want real grace,
Then drop the disguise.

Honest is best, no matter the mess.

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Lyrics – Excerpt

Why you scared of “I don’t know”?
Like doubt makes you slow?
You pretend to lead,
But we know it’s a show.

You dress like a prophet,
But you lie like a teen,
Selling shallow dreams
With a goddamn smokescreen.

(Hook)
The mask don’t make you smart,
It just keeps you apart.
Wisdom ain’t about the talk,
It’s the courage to restart.

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[Track 3] “Denial Ain’t Divine”

[Intro – spoken, hushed and haunting]
You think denial makes you wise?
Please.
It just makes you harder to trust.
And honest… ain’t afraid of dust.

[Verse 1]
You dodge the truth
Like it’s fire or flood,
But what you fear
Is your own damn blood.

You wrap yourself
In peace and grace,
But honest won’t
Avoid its face.

You shush the facts
With silent style
But quiet’s not brave
When it lasts a while.

[Chorus]
Denial ain’t divine
It’s fear dressed in silk.
It don’t make you honest,
It just spoils the milk.

You think that silence
Protects your spine?
But truth don’t flinch
And honest don’t hide.

[Verse 2]
You fake compassion
With clever delay,
But avoidance ain’t kindness
It’s cowardly clay.

You say you care,
Then close the door,
But honest holds space,
Even when sore.

[Final Chorus – punchier repeat]
Denial ain’t divine,
It’s just scared design.
If you want real strength?
Say it plain and direct:

Honest is best.
No need to deflect.
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3. Lyrics – Excerpt

You think denial’s a virtue?
That silence is wise?
But truth don’t die quietly,
It just waits… and then it cries.

You ghost the facts
And gaslight the vibe—
Like maybe we’ll forget
That you… never tried.

(Hook)
Denial ain’t divine,
It’s a glitch in your spine.
You fake brave,
But real’s got better lines.

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[Track 4] “Trash Crown”

[Intro]
You crowned yourself king of bullshit.
Cool story.
But we don’t worship trash.
We bow to what’s honest.

[Verse 1]
You strut like you earned
What you schemed to fake.
You claim it’s bold
To manipulate.

You build your power
On silence and shame,
But honest don’t play
That coward game.

You stomp on truth
To climb your throne,
But dust don’t care
How loud you moan.

[Chorus]
Trash crown, plastic throne,
Rule a landfill all alone.
You lie to win the game,
Then blame the mess
You made in your name.

Trash crown, ego high,
But dust don’t lie when stories die.
You call it brave to dominate,
But honest is best.
It elevates.

[Verse 2]
You flex on fear,
Then duck the heat.
You call it leadin’?
That’s elite deceit.

But queens walk through
What kings avoid,
And honest don’t bluff,
It builds, not destroys.

[Final Chorus – sharper, shortened]
Trash crown, fake king,
Truth don’t bow to anything.
Your empire’s hollow.

Ours is honest.

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Lyrics 4 – Excerpt

You wore that lie like a crown,
Like gaslight was gold.
But karma’s a ledger,
And your tab’s getting old.

You think belittling builds empires?
That power don’t need soul?
Baby, your throne’s made of cardboard,
And your rule’s a black hole.

(Hook)
Trash crown, fake king,
We see through everything.
You call it strength
I call it flinching.