Real Shit [T.R.C. ft T.R.E.]
• Written by TheRealExplicit • Featuring AnnoDomini and TheRealChronicle
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VERSE 1
Yo, Celebrities becoming fucking presidents
There shouldn’t be much hesitance Im showing up my Precedents
It really don’t make sense
I work so fucking hard to get my name ripped
and still I’m livin with no Paycheck
Takin shots of Whiskey, Crown and Poppin Perc-Cets
Try and get this game prepped
keep warming up these stage sets
Must remember all my lines before i upset
The fan Base that I built watch it all just hit the sunset
Now Im traveling round these stages trine raise new fans
FaceTime with my kids
Im on the road they miss their Dad
Never once did I think twice I should be home with Fam
The survival of my dream supports the life i never had
Study Modern Greats Yela - Em - Drake and Hopsin
I look up to My brothers who been pain since Pac son
A Different Caliper of rappers than I be
But I lay tracks everyday one day their presents will grace me
VERSE 2
When I think about all of the shit I had to put up with
Growin up is tough when u aint no1 to fuck wit
Cuz I was just a kid - Dumb & reluctant
To listen to those in positions to give in instructions
And nobody does shit - Cuz every1 knows
That his ass has been busted - For baggin up O's
It just so happens the fuzz slipped - And let his ass go
So he hasnt been trusted - Since that and it shows
And his dad is opposed - To have been draggin him close
To all the savages & addicts that you handle in those
Typa situations you get placed in the sad & the lows
The confrontations that im facing neva had been disposed
And while Im battlin all that - Gettin spun around like a dancer
Somethin bad has been attacking - My brother now hes got cancer
Man god damnit I cant stand it - If I can have it Id transfer
This satanic curse - The planet aint neva gon' have an answer for me.
VERSE 3
Don’t know bout other rappers B
First time i hit the stage I choked it was beyond belief
Not a shoe in
I worked for everything you see
20 on the roster only one to skip a beat
Defeat, I’m like a cat I always land on my feet
Not discreet bout my mistakes
I can handle the heat
When I speak bout kicking sheets its complete deceit
I almost lost my life made my as extinct
Fight addiction everyday
its either drugs or this game
i tried to mix the 2 together end up strung out in space
I kept the microphone cold
and yet that needle was hot
My thoughts are too clouded to spit
I cannot - its so monotonous
the way i feel I’m rottin
I’m not in this to lose to fuckin cotton
in the spoon refuse to fuckin nod n shit
Because Im not in this to lose
Im here to drop hits
open up your mind like shot with 40 hollow tips
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TheRealExplicit
Member since August 30 2015