Real

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"

"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme"

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"

"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme"

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"

"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme"

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"

"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme"

I'm back in shit, packin' shit, while stackin' shit

If anyone steps up askin' shit, I'm blastin' shit

You gone fade me, but swinging like Peter Parker

Mother**** the shop, I'll wreck the Goddamn barber

Forget your dreams about being with fans hugged up

You couldn't be a dope MC if you said his rhymes drugged up

I told you once, but you forget so here's a flashback

"You couldn't be shit, if you came out my asscrack"

Stop frontin kid, you know you ain't paid

And the only mic/Mike you wrecked was that kid you fought in first grade

Ain't nothin lyrical about you but your lies

So cut the shit, cause its startin to draw flies

You're played like my five-year-old's newborn toys

Don't know shit about Chicago, but I could still make Illa Noyz

Like Robin Leech I display stylish ways

That's rough like my face when I haven't shaved in days

Listen up, all these words take heed

When I cock and squeeze, no more MC's breathe (none)

I'm sick of this, here's my final diss

**** you dumb niggas you ain't shit like piss

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"

"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme"

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"

"Every time I pick up the microphone I drug it" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust a real hard rhyme"

My Smith and Wessy got you layin in some alley messy

Got your family lookin for your ass on Sally Jessy

We squash beef in the mo', when you ain't breathin no more

Leavin your skull split like Steven Seagal

Let the cat out, flat out, Detroit's a madhouse

So I don't get offended when I hear my city badmouthed

We quick to pull the gat out and set it

And leave you with more shit missin than a Lil' Kim radio edit

Stick up kids be tryin to live paid

You get your crib sprayed with twenty-seven bullets in your rib cage

Get the gauge, cock it back, empty your pockets, Jack

Or I'mma send you flyin like a rocketpack

Murder you for a bag of chips and a chocolate snack

Break into your crib steal your shit and lock it back

Ten-year-old kids be standin on the block with gats

Just for livin nowadays'll get you flocked with bats

Where I'm from...yaknow what'm sayin? That's some old Detroit shit

Y'all wouldn't know about that shit, though, 'less you come

To my city, ya know what'm sayin? See where we live

Cause we shine

"Real rough and rugged, shine like a gold nugget" (what they know about this?)

"When I bust on the mic, I bust real hard rhyme"