Aiyo, INS, yo, these talking real stupid, again Nigga, you know what it is, How you gonna stop the real, nigga? It's Nigga, fuck is with you niggas Is you stupid or something, go
Aiyo, go against House and handle the war In the streets we asking who you handling for my hand have you faggot niggas hugging the floor Scarface, shower scene, blood and the chainsaw
Shells hit car, tear your frame off Beef got you like the faggot niggas Bodies in sauce What you think I bought all these lions and for pele timey, dumping your face boy
Baby, it's a jungle, I got taste for Real cards, plus keeping my safe full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm catching a for Duct tape face, then, empty your safe off
Soldiers got more than 8 balls, you just a back Play the front line handoffs Carlton Fisk, ready for the off Five grams, half a man, watch me get that man off
Real shit, we to get a mil quick Son try and block the shots, right after the clip Click, go and get clique Crews, squads, bring 'em I'm so soulful, flow like a do
So bitches love me, I live like a too Niggas scared to play in the I some ringers through Go ahead, say my name, the type to look for I snatch your chain, test out your armor
My reputation like Jeffrey Dahmer, I eat You running with rappers, I get with street niggas I put fire to leech niggas, homey with cheap liquor Burn see the picture
C.S.I., S.I. chief Rest in peace La, cut 'em like a pie I need paper, cop cars, I don't drive I am not a rapper, nah, I even rhyme
speak true life stories, that's on format So I use these 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 hustle for Filling in the building front, thugging for ones Full fly, nicks, dimes, something to pump Whole fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son
boy on the corner, I was so involved 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 niggas risk it all just to play the And the youngings going through it, to play the same Through the rain, through the fire, 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 me if you walk the same road the same code Still dwelling in the hell, and a time to make a home The few who escaped with trying to a safer zone
I ain't waiting for Obama, doubted him, I'm proud of him He real, he'll spend a couple in the housing then is believing, my vision is blurred 'Cuz I ain't seen I heard, really nothing but words
The bottom line, I'm still to the curb Sky high but it wasn't the sherm, really but herbs I risk it all for the if it's war with the law, I won't pause
I can't, won't, don't stop, I got an off switch Dying trying to live it, to get a small part of it My squad is type that you don't want problems with Rolling seventy mack trucks, what's stopping 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