Realest,Realest,Realest
You say hip hop is all about b**hes
Let me tell you it is and she's my b**h
You get high on EC,boy that's sick
I got more j**els on my wrist than she ever had
I don't talk much
Cuz i make my Money talk
You don't like my raps,Go b**h walk
I'm the best rapper of ISB
Realest,Realest,Realest
You can talk sh** all day
Cuz only thing i want is that my mama pray's
And i will try my best to obey her even if i am far away
This world is mine
I'm just trying to rhyme
That's the difference between me and you
I have a different point of view
I use harsh words
Now you nag all day with your extremist point of view
Let me tell you something
You're a f**head,Dickhead
I have my own lingo and you'll never get that
Anything i learned all these years?
Go after Materials cuz it's better than wasting your already f**ed up life on getting someone else beside
Unless it's your Mother,Brother,Father or Sister,Ah
I just looked myself in the mirror
What?
I just looked myself in the mirror!
Then i went to a doctor
He said i'm the illest Cuz I'm the Realest,Realest,Realest
All eyes on me but they actin' like they can't see me
Motherfuker,I'm the Illest,Money doesn't grow on trees
But it does for me
Half of these rappers talkin' sh** they don't even know
Came straight outta the 3rd world,Milli for half show
I come back like a "Six graves to Munich" guy
I'm the monk who sold his ferarri,p**y wetter than a tsunami
I'm the guy who makes these people go back to their mommy
In Miami,f**in' every b**h in the club,don't call them paparazzi
Even if it's apocylpse,I will still f** a zombie
f** Mitt Romney
b**h,I'm a don
Vito Corleone
The guy they talking about is me
Well,you see
I'm a motherf**in' man who you s can never be
I'm the motherf**in' man writing all these raps
I'm the motherf**in' man who your b**h be postin' paps 'bout
I don't give a f** if you made that p**y tap out
Cuz that b**h on my dick and she ridin' it like she on a ramp walk
It's 3am and i'm out
She tellin' me to do more and i cut that p**y off like a razor
I tap that a**,tell her rest i'll do later
I hit that blunt,Smokin' on some paper
Motherf**er you ain't 'bout that life
Everyday i'm rockin' on a different ice
Oh my