Dsk**z Harris - Forreal lyrics

[Verse 1: Dsk**z Harris] 1: Homie, I do it Forreal Aiming and Shooting To k** I put it in grills I'm poppin' these pills And gettin' the chills They talkin' bout Kings They talkin' bout Sk**z You know the drill Gettin' my bills And I'm gettin' my paper And nothin' like seein' my haters catch vapors I know that I'm greater you cannot debate it Smile on my face because I just made it Rollin through towns, while I'm rollin through cities I brought my hood with me I'm chillin in skies (x2) You cannot come get me Know who I am and I know where I be Rollin' up rappers, like rollin' up trees One in the same man, i do it with ease Bottom line, ya'll ain't messin' with me [Verse 2: Dsk**z Harris] Grand Verbalist, the herbal gets Stuck in my nose, I'mma journalist Going pro, while exposing my foes Like Video Hoes At all of my shoes And Lettin' em know That I only grow To become the truth Uncouth youth, dying in the booth And Leave em there, just to share the proof And only care to spare the groups Speaking for the Even Stevens I wrote this in my sleep I'ma k** Em All, Till I ain't even breathin' Hoping that was deep Read between the lines And the metaphors I Metta World, Peace the who*es [Verse 3: Dsk**z Harris] Band Em In The Neck, It's the Reign Of The Tech Got A Brain On The Deck, Cerebellum ringin' Like my ears when a peer is singing n***a f**, who you are bringing It's just, Me, Myself, and I And DBL And I'm the Dopest Out If you couldn't tell [Verse 4 : Dsk**z Harris] I was born Ill way beyond Sick It's still Mr. f** Coppin With A Long Dick Used to roll around town, with the wrong clique Now I found a keeper, word to 4 Bricks Shoutout to Brandi, we too slick Wait till I get a Grammy Look Homie, I spark the L That's the only L, you could hand me And f** Ya'll n***as Ya'll could never understand (me) (Vocal Sample : MF DOOM)