Aiyo, INS, yo, these niggas talking real stupid, Nigga, you know what it is, How you gonna the real, nigga? It's impossible Nigga, fuck is wrong with you Is you or something, let's go
Aiyo, go House Gang and handle the war In the streets we ain't asking who you for Wave my have you faggot niggas hugging the floor Scarface, scene, angel blood and the chainsaw
Shells hit your car, your frame off Beef got you covered like the niggas Bodies in steak What you think I bought all these lions and for Shotgun pele timey, your face boy
Baby, it's a jungle, I got taste for Real estate cards, plus keeping my full La Banga, Donnie Cash, I'm a case for Duct tape your face, then, empty safe off
got more than 8 balls, you just a running back Play the front line with Carlton Fisk, for the stand off Five hundred grams, half a man, 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 like a swinger too Niggas scared to in the game I brought some ringers Go ahead, say my name, the type to for drama I snatch your chain, test out your body
My reputation like Dahmer, I eat niggas You running rappers, I get money with street niggas I put fire to leech niggas, gasoline homey cheap liquor Burn see the picture
C.S.I., S.I. retire in peace La, cut 'em like a pizza pie I need paper, cop cars, I don't drive I am not a rapper, nah, I don't even
Just speak true life stories, on format So I use these fake ass rappers like they was Taylor put in work, no So I don't file taxes, I just my way through
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 blunts in the front, thugging for ones Full clips fly, nicks, dimes, something to Whole fly, whips, dimes, nothing to son
boy on the corner, I was so involved So the drama, I it with open arms I'm trying to shake the fame, hoping I can break the Everyday the same, who am I to it change
my niggas risk it all just to play the game And the youngings through it, trying to play the same the rain, through the fire, handcuffed by desire Cynthia son, me for the sins that I've done
I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real, I'm the real,
the real, really? You only feel me if you walk the road the same code Still dwelling in the hell, and find a to make a home The few who escaped with trying to a safer zone
I ain't waiting for Obama, never 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 nothing I heard, nothing but words
The bottom line, I'm still stuck to the Sky high but it wasn't the sherm, really but herbs I risk it all for the Even if war with the law, I won't pause
I can't, won't, don't stop, I ain't got an off Dying trying to live it, just to get a part of it My squad is sick type you don't want problems with Rolling like 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 too hard Fought too long, I'm on my own two