[Intro: DJ Rated R & Beedie]
(For the real hip-hip, for the—for the real hip-hop)
And you keep it movin', that real hip-hop shit right here
(For the real hip-hop) Ill Spoken, How High: The Mixtape
Rated R, Diggz, Potent Product shit (For the real hip-hop, for—)
(For the real hip-hop, for the—) Uh
(For the—for the real hip-hop, I do it all for the real, for the real—) Shit is fire right here
Can't forget God, blessed (For the real hip-hop, I said it's all for the real)
Crown City Records (Ayo), DJ Fa'sho
[Verse 1: Beedie]
'Cause I lived that lifestyle (What?)
Beedie growin' up a white child, still influenced by this hype sound
Through it, man, my life's foul
I'm like, "Wow—wow, can I—can I come—come—*record scratch*
'Cause I lived that lifestyle (What?)
Beedie growin' up a white child, still influenced by this hype sound
And I been through it, man, my life's foul
I'm like, "Wow, how can I overcome what I'm right now?" ([?], shit)
This is me, what you get is what you see
And if I cop a sip, I can get it back for free (Yeah)
I've been gettin' bags of tree, or that funky good shit (They call it kush)
Got a bitch choppin' bricks like woodchips (Ka-pow)
Ooh, shit, that's my new shit
Two cigs 'cause I had to take two for my own usage
Feelin' like a train or an automobile
I keep burnin' up the hotter I feel
You know the sea's filled with fish and some manatees (Ugh)
They float by until the sharks come and grab they cheeks
That's how it be, I'm a man too, man, I bleed
So, can I breathe? And if I can't, then how can I be?
How can I be for the real?
(For the real hip-hip, for the—for the real hip-hop)
And you keep it movin', that real hip-hop shit right here
(For the real hip-hop) Ill Spoken, How High: The Mixtape
Rated R, Diggz, Potent Product shit (For the real hip-hop, for—)
(For the real hip-hop, for the—) Uh
(For the—for the real hip-hop, I do it all for the real, for the real—) Shit is fire right here
Can't forget God, blessed (For the real hip-hop, I said it's all for the real)
Crown City Records (Ayo), DJ Fa'sho
[Verse 1: Beedie]
'Cause I lived that lifestyle (What?)
Beedie growin' up a white child, still influenced by this hype sound
Through it, man, my life's foul
I'm like, "Wow—wow, can I—can I come—come—*record scratch*
'Cause I lived that lifestyle (What?)
Beedie growin' up a white child, still influenced by this hype sound
And I been through it, man, my life's foul
I'm like, "Wow, how can I overcome what I'm right now?" ([?], shit)
This is me, what you get is what you see
And if I cop a sip, I can get it back for free (Yeah)
I've been gettin' bags of tree, or that funky good shit (They call it kush)
Got a bitch choppin' bricks like woodchips (Ka-pow)
Ooh, shit, that's my new shit
Two cigs 'cause I had to take two for my own usage
Feelin' like a train or an automobile
I keep burnin' up the hotter I feel
You know the sea's filled with fish and some manatees (Ugh)
They float by until the sharks come and grab they cheeks
That's how it be, I'm a man too, man, I bleed
So, can I breathe? And if I can't, then how can I be?
How can I be for the real?
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