[Verse 1] Been rockin mothafuckas off they feet like a hammock No bandage when you get damaged The plan is to take the planet and put it on my back In fact, this time it aint a fucking punishment Truly, I be runnin this shit Balance is key, Im 297 degrees And wont come full circle til I leave My desire is to never lose a step til I expire Young mind, but the rhymes rich enough to retire Ill take it back to when I was spitting it so miraculous I still be, serial killing em down south way back when Martin Luther King dreaming, we dont half step Fully blessed like the forrest Ayo mothafuckas ignore us cause they hear it and the fear it Imma slam it in their ear drum cheerin I appear fully equipped with the tools That I shoot when I spit, while you drool While I reproduce masterpieces but you a mule You a Scrooge McDuck, and Im elusive as fuck You aint finding me once When Im rhyming you truly feelin that the timin has come Shine effortless, like Bethlehem in the sun I shed the coat that I dressed with in youth, and now I provide euthanasia in the booth when I drop jewels When I rock fools, tryna stop who? Me? I keep the balance like the Earth, Cant you see? Its Me [Hook] Thats real, thats real You spit that shit you cant conceal Thats real, thats real You feel it in your bones You know thats real [x3] Thats real You, yeah, you know, you know thats real [Verse 2] Ayo its like that, you know its like that I spit it once and I never give the mic back I strike that back side of your head Stack bread, rhyming again And again, and again, and again, and yo Dream walking, talk with my life homie You think you know me but to say that shit is phony Like abalone, I be grillin on em Every time I pick up a pad, my heart be spillin on em Its real
real, mothafuckas, thats, abalone, ayo