The Real

Motherfuck a nigga Hell yeah I do it bigger I got eight figures like I’m skatin’ in the winter Niggas thought that I was kiddin’ These raps are not my sketches I’m a sick boy, nigga, when I cough I hope you catch it My germs in your system, now you coughin’ like asthmatic All of my, I’m tired of it turns into your, wish I had it I don’t need this money, but I spend it like I wanna She said this dick is hers, I don’t wanna take it from her Your dick stay chilly, it’s a cold, rough world I get superhero pussy, she a PowerPuff Girl Shit just got real like Pinocchio turds Yo nigga is Geppetto, I don’t want no instrumentals Leave the vocals on my shit Like the song givin’ me head And your bitch can’t sleep ‘cause she used to my bed She could have any dick, you just mad she chose-d mine Schoolin’ all you niggas and my mouth will make it Columbine I am just a rapper, man, I ain’t got no clothing line My clothing line has closed the line and let me shop at closing time Yo boy got stacks like I’m standin’ in a Borders line Hidin’ from you bitches ‘cause real nigga’s hard to find Work this shit like overtime Yeah, my clothes are so designed Closet look like Bloomingdales, yo closet look like fashion jail I break you out, I post for bail This money make me Olsens, you call your bitch, you hearin’ this Uh uh uh Yes it’s necessary to be flier than canaries Stay fresh to death like a mint cemetery I do not talk, yeah my life a library Eat her out and leave her cold, make that hole my Ben & Jerry’s Broke the mold on you bitches, man, I am so unique You are not a rapper, if you were you’d hardly speak I am Stone Mountain and I haven’t reached my peak Fuck her like I’m mad at her then I turn the other cheek This shit is amazin', check me in my sweater, man Comme des Garçons, bitch, nobody do it better, man But I do it better, man When it comes to pussy girls whisper in my ear No one else can do this to me You’s a cutie but you gotta know I’m married to my work And these niggas ain’t shit so I guess they must be urine Gotta gift this bitch, like Christmas, bitch I’ma rap and act, Will Smith this bitch When rappers start rappin’ over indie shit Just remember I was first to hit this shit The difference is I’m different, bitch How the fuck can these niggas be dick-less pricks Man, what the fuck you gon’ do I don’t need to talk to you I am just a rapper too