Real

Lyrics

[Verse]
I’m dropping hits and hits  
Like it’s a piece of cake //  
A lyrical pandemic-a spread they can’t escape //  
I stack the hate like stairs — that’s how I elevate //  
And I’m the microphone soldier, for the war I wait //  

Hey…
A war between the fake and the real //  
Pass me a microphone and then a beat — it’s time to kill //  
Time for the fake MCs  
To write a will //  
It’s time for the game to heal —  
That’s how I feel //  

Damn…

I gotta be first or the best, bro //  
I began to rep my block before the cocks can even crow //  
A monster in this game and I eat ’em like an egg roll //  
And I’m sure to hit my target, even with my first throw //  

Drill is cool, really. That mumble crap? Silly //  
A little stress and they fold like a damn willy //  
Y’all better not mess with me — I get spines chilly //  
No screens, no games… this ain’t Sin City //

[Hook]
I’m real - Not a dream, dream  
I’m reeeeeal - Not a film, film  
I’m reeal - Not a fic-tion  
I’m real - Not a picture  
Man, I’m real