“The Realness” Rick Gonzalez (Ft. Prodigy)

[Intro: George S. Patton]
I don’t want to get any messages saying that
“We are holding out position.”
We’re not holding anything!
Let the Hun do that
We are advancing constantly!

[Hook: Prodigy]
Yo on some real shit
They wish they could live like this
They all stuck off the realness
They pray they could be this good
Bend down on some real shit
They wish they could live like this
They all stuck off the realness
They pray they could be this good good good

[Verse 1: Realm Reality]
On the FDR city lights paying any cost
Chain heavy bezzy floss
Necessary for every sport
In a passenger coup she tatted with hoops
And she fine enough to act in a movie modeling shoots
It's the consequence for writing in booths inviting the truth
I define my life inside of my borough blinded by proof
That I was meant to do what the fuck I want excuse my french
Your crew attempts are futile they poodles that only take the bench
We ain't convinced you hood enough you talkin' crazy
Actin' like you deep with connects but he just next to Haiti (AD lib: He's just dominican)
A brooklyn boy cruising slowly in manhattan
Deep in thought seeing the bigger court so it can happen
Mind over matter rap they just cataracts
I splatter cats I'm guilty like they handed me a random axe
Fuck it let the record play let's burn a leaf
I'm headed to the strip club to forget my grief