Real

Get rid of the papa docs of the game
Bringing shame cause of fame
Hip hop looking so strange, yup
We came only to see
The music industry
Was playing us like ukulele
You feel me
Wear a dress
Rock a skirt
It's not self-expression
It's a curse, it's a plot, hit us where it hurts, I'm guessing, I guess
We know this
& We let them continue
Like being flamboyant is all that's on the menu
It's sad
Hit the breaks so hard till you get whiplash, skrrt
This cash the reason
We out here losing class
There's no message
& there's no lessons
Labels are the true robbers
Artists out here stressing
I'm a keep creating because it frees my mind
Not because I need to meet some label deadline nah
Rhymes and notebooks, are
Where I hold my dreams
The dream of mainstream
Is not what it seems
You make the money
Where does most of it go hmm
If you not independent
Most of it don't go to you
Create out of love
& Make Godly moves
Choose your destiny
But we can't live unless he approves
Living right is wrong
& Wrong is right
Think about this life every day and night
Don't got to be who y'all say to be
It's time we don't sellout & stick to our own identity

Live life and watch time change
Be real with you
It's not about fame
The identity we trying to keep
Hip hop uplifts the society

Most time when I think of this game I ponder to myself do I really want the fame
Used to beg for some help all em nights that I knelt to the Lord had to get it by myself Uh
From the concrete now look at me all my people came up now they beside me
My n**** keep the peace or keep a piece to blow a hole in your skull when you got d**** Reach uh
Got you girl reaching for a cellphone
To tell your mans bout how you got your head blown
Damn son you n***** acting way to head strong
Messing with me just cause I ain't well known
The crew is real and so's my steel
You shouldn't steal or test what you can't even feel
I've been on my wave since the seventh grade
Trying to find my way to make my name in the game uh
My people deserving that better education
But we can't even get it race relations
Tell you to throw a ball to get some inspiration like in life that could be your only station
Bump that well raise future generations
To be better than us no mistakes and
Lead the revolution like we Haitian
Well build up brick by brick even though they trying tear us down with stones and tricks