Yeah. I just want to announce right now That I am the realest rapper in the whole world
If you’re looking for me I’ll be ballin' Cashing checks And paper hauling
ok, now who that… is mother fucker got the niggers all rolling… that beast. i mother fucker
Bitch can’t kill my vibe Bitch can’t kill my vibe I was on percs and weed and drink
Its 10 o’clock, wakin' up for a new day Another dollar, hit the block, gotta get paid
All through the calles, I hear levas saying, that they’re gonna ride on sight.
Kers one I ain’t down with the rap scene I just proved I’m a motherfucking cash machine
Never takin shorts 'cause Brooklyn’s the borough-«Guru» P-P-P-Peace out to Brooklyn!
MY DYING DAY PUBLISHED BY: Middle Finger Recordz (2017−2019)
QB, ya shit, shit is crazy, yo Can’t fuck with you, fo' real They can’t fuck with you
Yea, yeah, you lookin' at the realest in the flesh Name a nigga fuckin' with' me
INTRO I’mma Keep It Trill I still represent for these streets
Trying hard to speak and fighting with my weak hand Driven to distraction, so part of the plan
My sound’s the realest My sound’s the real deal Hold tight the ends, East Ham, Plaistow, Stratford
I hear the scratches in the walls and the whispers through the halls
Tell me what is next What else I gotta flex? Give me my respect I’m gunning for a check
If you don’t want to hear the truth, then just skip past this one
I am the realest rapper Not gonna lie, I am by far the realest rapper I really did it
You’re now tuned into the muh’fuckin greatest Turn the music up in the headphones
Johnny, get on the piano, let’s do this Thirty years in the business… What’s up? What’s up?
Pumpar Blues' «Helt Okej» med en bad bitch som dör för mig O vill du ha problem är de inga problem
Man I’m sick of always being told to Seize the moment and grab it
10 years… Yo the sun don’t shine forever but as long as it’s here then we might as well
You know how I’m coming You know exactly how I’m coming (I'm telling you) It don’t stop
I’m trynna do it all I’m trynna send you off Shout out my brother Izzy That nigga put me on
You can catch me in the hood smokin' good, posted on the lot
Uh, give me a second, I’m having a nigga moment Jo' reaching under the shirt’s your first omen
I had a girl from New York, moved to the bottom She tired of living in the South
Well it’s Rapper, Pooh, chill type fellow Like to play the cut, observe, be mellow
Life handed me lemons I jumped back into the public eye and squirted lemon juice in it
From Detroit to Madagascar International platinum plaques are hanging all over my glass wall
This messed up in here right now, mayne
Lil Jon! (BME Click) Soulja Boy Tell 'Em (Can we crank these niggas up, boy?
Lord forgive ‘em, for they know not what they do
Yeah Uh Huh Ladies & Gentlemen I Bring To You By Yours Truly Keon Torres Haha Yeah
Aiyo, the industy funny as hell All these wack MC’s is sale, fronting like they capping off shells
Live, Li-li-li-li- Live from the Garden Run The Jewels live at the Garden
My name is Quik & I be moving fast like a race car But I’m top seed #1 like the pace car
Hit a nigga with a raw dog flow y’all All 4 Down Nigga Bang Bang East Side, West Side, North Town
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