Real Rappers 2
VERSE 1
Don’t need fake reactions for algorithm traction
Motivate myself to the tippity top of this rappin’
No hippity hop, yo! crazy like Van Gogh
Chokin’ fake foes, pretend like you was bart
Fake rappers missin’ pieces, I’m the completed art
I’m a leader and a teacher, a prophet and a preacher
A dreamer and a reacher, a savior and a reaper
Fakers fiendin’ addicted to clout n’ drugs
It's predictable, I’m squishing these lil bugs
Nobody spittin’ realer than the doctor of bars
Fake rappers be swishin’ like drunks at the bars
You wanna fuck models, fuck you I’m a role model
I’m a grown ass man you actin’ like a lil toddler
Like a lil baby, does da baby need his bottle?
Like a hose at full pressure, I’m bout to bust ya nozzle
My angelic lyrics come from within my soulful spirit
Heavenly flows so all you devils cannot hear it
Fake rappers say I suck, In reality they fear me
Stabbed out they third eyes, stole the goats keys
Broke into the house of hip hop like a rappin’ robber
A thief in the night slittin’ throats of fake gobblers
Amputated ya legs turn ya into a lil hobbler
The doc gonna chop ya up, put ya into my cobbler
HOOK
I’m talkin’ bout them g’s, talkin’ bout them er’s
Talkin’ bout them leaders, preachers, dreamers
I’m Talkin’ bout them g’s, talkin’ bout them er’s
Talkin’ bout them Real Rappers

VERSE 2
Pad in my backpack I’m back, snackin’ on fools
It’s the fuel I use, I attack, takin’ asses to school
My penmanship is lethal, death strokes folks
The only thing a faker stroke is his favorite goat ho
I’m shooting these fakes up like a highlight reel
In this movie I’m the star got ya up in your feels
Kung Fu fighting fake rappers who’ve misspoken
The hard hittin’ soft spoken sleeping giants awoken
Sayin’ I ain’t lit? Ha what the fuck you Token?
They said I ain’t the one cause I wasn’t chosen
Just a humble giant prepped to rumble stomp stomp
On my romp romp eatin’ like a chain chomp chomp
I’m a Hundred degrees hot, you gonna need some lotion
Not boastin’ just too hot, like the sun I’m toastin’
Hostin’ the most flows turnin’ haters to ghosts bro
It’s a slow creep to the top, I’ve slowly learned
Fake rappers wrapped up sent back packages returned
No refunds for ya dumb dumbs ya had ya turn
Fake fans put in the urn, they too deserve this burn
Cause in this game the respect you get is what you've earned
HOOK
I’m talkin’ bout them g’s, talkin’ bout them er’s
Talkin’ bout them leaders, preachers, dreamers
I’m Talkin’ bout them g’s, talkin’ bout them er’s
Talkin’ bout them Real Rappers yeah

BRIDGE
Gotta do what’s right, Gotta do what’s real
Fuck the fakers they just lie, cheat, n’ steal
This ain’t no evil magic, no hocus pocus
This is flows of the most us now focus
Yo I got this, the correct prognosis
The doctor here to treat this mass mental diagnosis
Wakin’ up the sleepin’ sheep from their hypnosis
Its MC Nemesis curin’ this psychosis

HOOK X2
I’m talkin’ bout them g’s, talkin’ bout them er’s
Talkin’ bout them leaders, preachers, dreamers
I’m Talkin’ bout them g’s, talkin’ bout them er’s
Talkin’ bout them Real Rappers yeah