half the cats on this site spit shit not near the truth//
and half the cats have fits cuz they still in they youth//
half the shit i spit i get asked if what i say is what i do//
bout 85 percent of rhymes are fake lines, but mine are true//
dont talk bout shootin guns and killin fools over net beef//
if you spittin lines like these, i guess your a true thief//
so if you say your "real" then why you on a rap site//
shouldnt you be makin dolla bills by hustlin at night?//
Ill tell you what real is, real is when you speak your heart//
from when you start and finish it truth peircin like Darts//
Real rappers write about problems in the world//
not with your gun or about a slutty pimped girl//
I think yall are repetitive, cuz everythings the same//
ya hood, ya names, and ya lyrical abilities aint changed//