Last of the Real
Yeah
You know me
Got a history
My raps are clear like the sea
You know hip-hop used to be like that
But then rappers started fakin' and now they wack
Just to get that industry cash
And then they crash real fast
I know I will forever last
And that's a fact
I'll never chase fame nor clout
That's not what hip-hop is about
I'll never sell out for mass appeal
I'm the last of the real
I'll never put gimmicks in my raps
I'll never fake it cause I'm not puttin' on an act
I always keep it above a thousand
I'm the last of the real
Yes, T's back with the facts
A lot of rappers be fakin' in this game called rap
When they hit the stage, they can't even act
And they wanna pretend they pro-black
How you number one when you ain't even competin'
While you were driving Lamborghini's, I was out here fiendin'
Slangin' audio crack to the masses
While you out here braggin' bout how you got rich quick
Hip-hop used to be for the poor
Now y'all out there actin' like crazies and crack whores
Doin' these gimmicks for the gram
Dare throw around money and I'll use my hands
I'm tired of the allure of sellin' out
Tired of all the backstabbin', what the fuck that shit about
I don't sign no deals, you know how I feel
I'm the last of the real, fuck mass appeal
All y'all rappers need to start bein' real
I'm tired of the gimmicks, I'm tired of the cash
I'm tired of the gats, and I'm tired of the sexism, you know
Put some meanin' into your words and talk about real issues
Then we wouldn't be in such a hellhole
I'm out, peace
You know me
Got a history
My raps are clear like the sea
You know hip-hop used to be like that
But then rappers started fakin' and now they wack
Just to get that industry cash
And then they crash real fast
I know I will forever last
And that's a fact
I'll never chase fame nor clout
That's not what hip-hop is about
I'll never sell out for mass appeal
I'm the last of the real
I'll never put gimmicks in my raps
I'll never fake it cause I'm not puttin' on an act
I always keep it above a thousand
I'm the last of the real
Yes, T's back with the facts
A lot of rappers be fakin' in this game called rap
When they hit the stage, they can't even act
And they wanna pretend they pro-black
How you number one when you ain't even competin'
While you were driving Lamborghini's, I was out here fiendin'
Slangin' audio crack to the masses
While you out here braggin' bout how you got rich quick
Hip-hop used to be for the poor
Now y'all out there actin' like crazies and crack whores
Doin' these gimmicks for the gram
Dare throw around money and I'll use my hands
I'm tired of the allure of sellin' out
Tired of all the backstabbin', what the fuck that shit about
I don't sign no deals, you know how I feel
I'm the last of the real, fuck mass appeal
All y'all rappers need to start bein' real
I'm tired of the gimmicks, I'm tired of the cash
I'm tired of the gats, and I'm tired of the sexism, you know
Put some meanin' into your words and talk about real issues
Then we wouldn't be in such a hellhole
I'm out, peace
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