REAL TALK
Posted: Thu Jan 10, 2008 9:03 am
i was never broke but i was po, my life wasnt rock n roll
no cryin like a ho, i got on with the show im no tortured soul
im straight, i been 12 rounds with karma now we`re equal
been through real beefs, i aint wanna, but im down for a sequel
its a fine line but a distinction, like shit talkin from bitchin
im intelligent but do dumb shit, im a walkin contradiction
but as usual my faults large, so they got me boot outta college
cause of a bullshit assault charge, they aint dispute my knowledge
fuck em, i landed on my feet with a new job n a company car
gotta laugh at these soundclick rappers thinkin their gon be a star
in this world im movin up, but i remain stuck in my ways
i dont give a fuck, i`ll be the same till the times up on my days
for now i got people anticipating me like an Osama speech
dead Yanks, i got the battlezone lookin like Omaha beach
ive been runnin this net text, ha ha its a dot com demolition
only battler gettin respect since i aint got Doms competition
i pick rappers apart, like forensics when their faced with a murda
future elected champ, n it aint got nothin to do with my race or my lover
in crew battles im the best, i could give a shit whos the sicker set
since 12 a weed n liquor vet, i seen plenty go, in truth im sick a death
my familys cursed with cancer, but i stay puffin on my cigarette
the reaper got me at gunpoint he just aint pulled the trigga yet......
no cryin like a ho, i got on with the show im no tortured soul
im straight, i been 12 rounds with karma now we`re equal
been through real beefs, i aint wanna, but im down for a sequel
its a fine line but a distinction, like shit talkin from bitchin
im intelligent but do dumb shit, im a walkin contradiction
but as usual my faults large, so they got me boot outta college
cause of a bullshit assault charge, they aint dispute my knowledge
fuck em, i landed on my feet with a new job n a company car
gotta laugh at these soundclick rappers thinkin their gon be a star
in this world im movin up, but i remain stuck in my ways
i dont give a fuck, i`ll be the same till the times up on my days
for now i got people anticipating me like an Osama speech
dead Yanks, i got the battlezone lookin like Omaha beach
ive been runnin this net text, ha ha its a dot com demolition
only battler gettin respect since i aint got Doms competition
i pick rappers apart, like forensics when their faced with a murda
future elected champ, n it aint got nothin to do with my race or my lover
in crew battles im the best, i could give a shit whos the sicker set
since 12 a weed n liquor vet, i seen plenty go, in truth im sick a death
my familys cursed with cancer, but i stay puffin on my cigarette
the reaper got me at gunpoint he just aint pulled the trigga yet......