Valhalla

Real
Have you ever put your all in Something
And never finished
Exit mission
Plans diminished
I never did that
Always followed through hitting
Now listen
I ain't kidding
I'm being serious
You don't wanna hang yourself
And then it's good riddance
Not trying to be all in your business
But this seems fitting
I was sent to relay a message
But TeSSa keeps getting tested
Hats off to the ancestors that keep Me in the right direction
Hit the Buddha then it's blessing
Stop flexing to an em-path
You're transparent
(Uh)
See right through you
That's why we laugh
(Ha)
In the hoopty low on gas blowing gas We pass time away
Guess it's the irony
Your girl keeps eying me
Ce la vie pour moi
Got that je ne sais quoi
Real girls on the floor
Now get down
Yea I'm looking at you
Now get down and let's connect for a Few
Then I bid you adieu
On to new and better prospects
Rapping this hot shit
Really get's me exhausted
In the end I'm rewarded
Guess that's what's important
No more normal and dormant
Trying to get some endorsements
So bored with
Anything that ain't got me on it
(Yawn)
You might as well throw the whole Game in the garbage
(Yea)
Anyone feeling froggy
Gone and hop in the gauntlet
Cause I'm ready
(Try me)
You'll be dead and the one that be Haunted
Nigga

I don't got time for bitches with bad Kids
Them baby goats are hard headed
Just put a whooping to they backside
Til they fall asleep
We in them sheets cheeks spread-ed
(Ah)
MILF killer Toorealer afraid of no Nig
(Nah)
I'll kill ya with this forty on my hip
(Bow)
Ash before you pass
That's some disrespectful shit
(Huh)
I won't take it
Nigga you can finish that
Roll my own it's twice as fat
I don't wanna hear no lip
(Nah)
No talking back
(Uh-Uh)
Especially if you was in your daddy Nut sack
While I had packs of Pokemon cards On deck selling them shits
My first business bitch
In West Philly that was
In them row houses
You know how I does
I had to wise up
Knew when I was cub
That I was a target
Cause the flow I posses is just so Marvelous

Guess
I'm a take a break
(Nah)
Let the beat breath
Nah this is verse three
Keep going keep flowing Motherfucker got something to say
(Yes)
Not like you mumble dumbo hoes
Y'all just repeat
(Uh)
Seems like y'all may need a Dictionary
(Yea)
Because your vocabulary scary
(Ah)
Don't battle me you'll get buried
Tell them who you want to read your Obituary
(Who)
I won't stop
I'm a take em to the top
Cause these hating ass bitches over There got me chopped
(Chopped)
Saying I won't make it
While they piss poor and naked
(Ew)
No support they just hit you with the Fake shit
(Uh)
I'm so close that I can taste it
On my nigger lips
Sweet Kool-Aid red and blue mixed With a twist
(Ha)
Catch the f-fade
Test your might if you wish
(C'mon)
Cause I ain't the one
You wanna piss off
(Uh-Uh)
Nah
Real