Real Shit
Fuck all the bullshit time to get ruthless
I'll clean you out my teeth after I eat with a toothpick
I'm to sick for y'all to be asking whos this
True shit disguised inside the shrewdness
Don't step into the path of this danger
I'm little bit bitter if we talking bout flavor
Get on your knees and pray to your savior
Ain't nobody gonna save you from wrath of a stranger
Villainous, militant, kill em with all my simple shit
Nothing else equivalent to the heat of this filament
Never ambivalent when it time to solicit this herb on the curb what I get is legitimate
Dissonance I hear it close in the distance
Listen in, the sirens you fear on Christmas
Hit-lists, another family friend missed
Sick of these predicaments, think I'm ready to end this
I spit the realest shit you ever gon hear
Try to match my energy I'm showing no fear
I paint a vivid picture, in the frame it's so clear
It ain't about the chains or the shades that you wear
The shit that I spit is what is live, how I feel, so I gotta separate the phony's from the real
Step to the mic reveal ya skills concealed
Diluted in pollution you losing ya crowd appeal
Let me just keep it simple the booth is a praised be temple where scripture is sentimental in healing a broken mental
So when I pick up the pencil you getting more than a fistful
Cause the life that I've lived is quite a bit less than blissful
I put my heart in this lacerating my cartilage
Masquerades ain't a part of this, rap don't come with a starter kit
Time that it took to harness this, media went and garnished it
Tarnishing what means artisan Slaughtered the ones who fathered it
Some of us ain't cool with that silly stupid goofy act
All of that "tell me where the mother fuckin party's at"
Fuck it, it's time that they kick the bucket
I'm not the one y'all should fuck with I'm known to bring out the ruckus
I'll clean you out my teeth after I eat with a toothpick
I'm to sick for y'all to be asking whos this
True shit disguised inside the shrewdness
Don't step into the path of this danger
I'm little bit bitter if we talking bout flavor
Get on your knees and pray to your savior
Ain't nobody gonna save you from wrath of a stranger
Villainous, militant, kill em with all my simple shit
Nothing else equivalent to the heat of this filament
Never ambivalent when it time to solicit this herb on the curb what I get is legitimate
Dissonance I hear it close in the distance
Listen in, the sirens you fear on Christmas
Hit-lists, another family friend missed
Sick of these predicaments, think I'm ready to end this
I spit the realest shit you ever gon hear
Try to match my energy I'm showing no fear
I paint a vivid picture, in the frame it's so clear
It ain't about the chains or the shades that you wear
The shit that I spit is what is live, how I feel, so I gotta separate the phony's from the real
Step to the mic reveal ya skills concealed
Diluted in pollution you losing ya crowd appeal
Let me just keep it simple the booth is a praised be temple where scripture is sentimental in healing a broken mental
So when I pick up the pencil you getting more than a fistful
Cause the life that I've lived is quite a bit less than blissful
I put my heart in this lacerating my cartilage
Masquerades ain't a part of this, rap don't come with a starter kit
Time that it took to harness this, media went and garnished it
Tarnishing what means artisan Slaughtered the ones who fathered it
Some of us ain't cool with that silly stupid goofy act
All of that "tell me where the mother fuckin party's at"
Fuck it, it's time that they kick the bucket
I'm not the one y'all should fuck with I'm known to bring out the ruckus
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Writer(s): Anthonuy Heinlein
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