Aiyo, INS, yo, these niggas talking stupid, again Nigga, you what it is, nigga How you gonna the real, nigga? It's impossible Nigga, fuck is wrong you niggas Is you or something, let's go
Aiyo, go against House Gang and the war In the streets we ain't who you handling for Wave my hand have you faggot niggas the floor Scarface, shower scene, angel and the chainsaw
Shells hit your car, tear your off Beef got you like the faggot niggas Bodies in steak What you think I bought all these and apes for Shotgun timey, dumping your face boy
Baby, it's a jungle, I got animal for Real estate cards, plus keeping my full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm catching a for Duct tape your face, then, empty safe off
Soldiers got more than 8 balls, you just a running the front line with handoffs Carlton Fisk, for the stand off Five grams, half a man, watch me get that man off
Real shit, we trying to get a mil Son try and block the shots, right the steel clip Click, go and get your Crews, squads, bring 'em I'm so soulful, like a singer do
So bitches love me, I live like a too scared to play in the game I some ringers through Go ahead, say my name, the type to look for I snatch your chain, test out your armor
My reputation Jeffrey Dahmer, I eat niggas You running with rappers, I get money street niggas I put fire to leech niggas, gasoline homey with cheap Burn see the picture
C.S.I., S.I. chief Rest in peace La, cut 'em a pizza pie I need paper, cop cars, I even drive I am not a rapper, nah, I don't rhyme
Just speak true life stories, on format So I use fake ass rappers like they was doormats Taylor put in work, no So I don't file taxes, I just hustle my way
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
Born with the struggle, used to for crums Filling blunts in the building front, thugging for Full clips fly, nicks, dimes, something to clips fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son
City boy on the corner, I was so So the drama, I embraced it with open I'm trying to shake the fame, hoping I can the chain the same, who am I to make it change
When my risk it all just to play the game And the youngings going it, trying to play the same the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire Cynthia son, forgive me for the sins that I've
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
Stop the real, You only feel me if you the same road Talk the same Still dwelling in the hell, and find a to make a home The few who with trying to find a safer zone
I ain't waiting for Obama, doubted him, I'm proud of him He real, spend a couple mil' in the housing then Seeing is believing, my is blurred I ain't seen nothing I heard, really nothing but words
The bottom line, I'm stuck to the curb Sky high but it the sherm, really nothing but herbs I risk it all for the Even if it's war with the law, I pause
I can't, won't, don't stop, I got an off switch Dying trying to it, just to get a small part of it My is sick type that you don't want problems with Rolling like seventy mack trucks, what's it?
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
You gots to be kidding my niggas, I worked too too long, I'm standing on my own two