Truffles

We, uh, went to the, one of them appliance stores
Where they sell the stereo equipment and all that
And we went and got the speaker with the mic connected to it
The rest was just basically history
Now I'm open style sick like Japanese anime porn
Music biz incestuous like demon parents rapin' their spawn
I'm that rhyme OG, that verbally leaves them dominos torn
Shootin' nails through your forehead, your future was for long
Maniacal chess master, you just a pawn
And my strategy, you can't fuck with me, I'm Sun Wukong
Breakin' out the mountain of the five elements
Stab you through the heart with the tusk of an elephant
Resurrect like Lazarus, you fakers wouldn't pick a fight
With a pacifist, while I hustle like the Catholic Church
Blind like a street dude who be puttin' in work
Only bars you got came out the candy store
You punk-ass rappers ain't ready for war
Slashing proper, I'm that lyrical chainsaw
Leaving your brains all blood-splattered all over the floor
There's nothing but real shit going on, like, you know
You could do a lot of things and nobody would tell on you
Like, you know, we ran in the building, old ladies would open their door
And let you run and hide in they house and shit like that
From the pen to the pad, pad to the mic
Mic to the record, fiends want it all night
Blunted all night, stunting all bright
The whole game frontin' like it's gunnin' for a fight
Nuttin' on the hype, I don't need a backdrop
Certified cool, still filming in the back lots
Limit on the jackpot, linens for the Black Ops
Raw from the streets, ain't no gimmick of a mascot
Cash crops, pad locks on the pearly gates
Celebrate when bad cops meet an early wake
Thirty apes deep, we call it a zoo
All the fake cats bluffing so they stolen their moves
Order they doom, was perpetrating the fraud
Rest in peace, Sean P, best you heard of the God
Murder your squad, pitchin' work to your broad
And I don't need to say shit, get you hurt with a nod (real shit)
Not everybody is gon' keep it real
And I understand that shit, you know
I don't respect everybody who keep it real
But when it come down to me, I'm gon' be real
And I'm gon' die real, so you know that
That's the only thing that really matters to me
I just stay in my lane, man, you know