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my flow packin, mackin bitches from the navy seals
clackin, bullets back flippin rippin deals
these the illest lyrics, real niggaz spittin
niggaz smart here but some aint real what they drippin

right now i'm sippin, in my hand i'm holdin a cig
an l i rolled on the table, a nigga next to me while i'm writtin this
fuck bein better, i'm realer, i'm ex, yes
a cross on my cest hopin my night would be blessed

im real as the decline of the dollar, mind of a scholar with half a mind to snatch that shine off ya collar/
im real as racism wether you believe it or not, cream of the crop, yeah thats me at the top/

Real? Fool's feel the need to keep it caged, but nah-
not me, I'm bustin' free from the chains of your reality-
this ain't no fallacy, cuz I'd rather soar free
than succumb to the image that you see on the tv-
cuz what is real to me is way beyond what you see-
so I step to the stage of my days with my mind raised
keepin focused on the inner eye's plane, certified great-
i murdered my lower aims, and replaced em wit fertile frames-
i hurdle the game and my life ain't the same as what urs contains-
i ain't never strained, cuz i'm keepin my head above the rain...