Immoral Ventilation Rick Gonzalez (Ft. AG Da Coroner, Roc Marciano & Termanology)

[Hook: Realm Reality]
Blood, sweat, tears, bruises
Developing habits of never losing
Guns, bang, shirts, stain
Infamous to the death, we die for this music

[Verse 1: Realm Reality]
I'm bad as ever when they cash the bread up
Practice makes better when I smash your head up
These turtles clash will shred up
I got an axe to switch a liver
Kitchen knife to sever
Better safe than ever
Having weapons when they try and catch up
My mama raised me with a harsh tone, see a cross clones
Deeper science achieving to re-import chrome
Bushwick life, all I saw was my reality
To be an old man and survive was the mentality
Most with casualties, living wrong with the right type
To find out he was shot smoking loud on a quiet night
Running the hood like I'm living on Troutman
Any rapper trying to play cowboy, they scalp them
Infamous grind mode be the routine
Fool proof schemes adapt to enemies, a dream
God forgives, but he don't approve the situation
When the band hateful, disgraceful, the immoral ventilation