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Who is Fo Real
- It don't matter or not where you aiming, But I wanna blow up so I'm gaming
- Anything or one, I'll battle any day son, One loss is just a lesson
- I see as progression, Cause next time I battle yo ass it'll be no competition
- If I know how you spit, I'll use your own words on you like I judging shit
- Judge, Jury and executioner, Dropping bombs in raps you cross the line Imma hurt ya
- Cause there's a minefield all up in my mind, So words and pressure explode from time to time
- It's ill its raw, Like infected beef or pork, I eat steak like a dork
- According to my friends, I'm tryna copy others while being individual according to them
- But they know nothing, I keep it inside to keep them from fronting
- Picture this kids, Next time you trust the first person with cool kicks
- It was 6 and me and my bro caught the bus to see a movie
- Twenty minutes till we stopped moving, Got off and strolled
- I helped cover his bus fair and he knows, So here we go
- Watching a movie, Kinda shit if you ask me but its a movie
- After we gapped it to my homies crib, We saw them walking up the road
- At around 10, Scared then proceeded to act like friends
- They had bottles and we were thirsty, At my bro Aaron's house at 10:30
- So we went down the road to the park, Everything dark and only one light
- One table, Two benches to sit on late night, We pull out the drinks
- Cheap as fuck like their style, I hit the first drink and haven't felt this wild
- After 30 mins I'm drunk, Can't walk home in front of mom
- Ma, Pa, and my siblings, So I ask to stay over, Its 12 and I'm breaking the rules not being sober
- Listening to my friends we gon be alright, Kendrick ain't here saying it tonight
- She told me I'm in the shit, Kept drinking than my friends decided to spit
- Bars after we took photo's, He was so disrespectful I was what you say bro
- He didn't care, Every time I spoke up he spoke down right in my ear
- And he did it again, Had all the boys laughing at the fact I use a pad and pen
- And couldn't at the time rhyme for shit, Now I'm pissed
- But couldn't fight, He'd knock me out and leave me there that night
- Like is you a real one or fake, But haters make noise
- And he wasn't going straight, Loyal but shitty, Like a computer bought in knock off city
- So here I am, In more trouble than ever, I'm bout to lose something I've been waiting for like forever
- And guess who wants to help, No one, I'm like come on son
- These are the stakes, They like we too tired and and longevity isn't something we take
- I'm like shit, Here we go again, Its 2 am, Mums pissed and I ain't got one friends
- Luckily he lived down the road, Otherwise when I get home I'd be squashed like a toad
- So here I'm running, Thinking they don't care about nothing, But themselves
- I rarely trust them, Only someone else, God almighty
- He helped me realize who is real and worth fighting, None
- But my so called friend been their since day one
- When I had nothing he took me in, I had no friends he told me come quick
- And chill, So I pay some homage, But otherwise I'd vomit
- In regards to his behavior, That's why Christ is my savior
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