*Hook*
If this song had a mulit view, with 2 odd crews
Were not shrewd just honest, this is all about you
Lyrical promise laced with plenty of satirical prowess
RB sacred ground so walk away, don’t stay around this

The Realists wordplay fast and to the point
Fast like past Detroit not fat like Pastor Troy
Was the play on words too advanced for boys
Even if we are jokers you aren’t playing with us
Even when you rap mad what you say aint serious
You got ripped and died and just kept on braggin
No wonder I see you dick riding on the banned wagon
Pants sagging, you spit freestyles after days of planning
If your so fire why am I frost bit, is my watch that frosted
Call me a liar but I gave you a bass line, you crossed it
Is this collab an Omen or some kind of Insane Joke
I heard you words choke when I broke the first note
I don’t spend yet I'm broke, hell even if I don’t get paid g’s
In the end I intend to drop more collabs than JD
Messages conveyed: deep, positions played: steep
I dream of you in audio, no wait I fell asleep

*Hook*
If this song had a mulit view, with 2 odd crews
Were not shrewd just honest, this is all about you
Lyrical promise laced with plenty of satirical prowess
RB sacred ground so walk away, don’t stay around this

*NONCENTZ#
A lot of you have no idea how easy it is to looks stupid so I guess im a have to help you out.

As far as bars….you w~rap as much as open packages-
I manage with my lyrical advantages-
To Define verbs to names actions…then combine
them with a punchline to cause physical damages.
You cant spit 3 lines,fuck it you cant spit 2-
TOO SHORT would son you.
so how you think you can beat one of my hiku’s-
With your lack ofmaterial sub~stince.
Murder you with a stanza and call that poetic justice.
your shit is just hints- of project ignorance-
plus you couldn’t migrate to the ghetto as imagrints.
A lot of you think rap is aboute GANG BANGS-
CLOTHES, CURSING, where you HANG, SLANG-and weak freestyles
If it is….. your out~ fashioned, lynched,fucked, with no style.
It MAKES KNOW CENTZ and who?-
We 2 of the REALIST you fools have no clues.
How we misuse verbal format for combat.
GLUE your brain to a PUNCHLINES with tacks-
then leave you STUCK-After the HOOK ~STRUCK.
You couldn’t spit or bust hot if you suck the devils nut-and choked up.