wolf quan - real emcee lyrics
surprise motherf-cker
i’m the sickest when i rhyme, freestylin every line
you can’t get as high as me; b-tch, your eyes ain’t red as mine
yeah, we live in hard times, been confined by the government
but i say f-ck the sh-t; i just smoke until i’m hoverin’
i’m comin’ with sick lines and you can’t stomach them
i summon up these wicked energies all just to punish ’em
i’m runnin’ this; f-ck a scrimmage; imma punt this sh-t
you’re rummagin’ through your mental luggage, all that rubbish sh-t
you’re bluffing, kid; it’s this sh-t that i forbid
i’m gridlock motherf-ckers till they cannot move an inch
but i hear a line from you, and i can’t help but just cringe
you’re the waterboy of hip-hop; ya -ss is on the bench
as i’m clenching to the mic on a f-ggot k!llin’ binge
that stench is so intense from the bodies that were lynched
i’m sickening when i write but still ill kickin’ frees
i’m the definition of what it means to be a real emcee
on sight, lil n-gga, you can’t see me
crank up the b-ss and let me k!ll this beat
real emcee, murdering anything that they throw at me
evergreen rebel, suave b-tch that be first to drink
bad b-tch, dark hair, she look like bobby
i’m noddin’ off the lean; she goin’ to f-ck at mali
she got my glock up in her purse, we wildin’ at the party
we been thrown out, but, sh-t, we ain’t sorry
beat a n-gga down, she asked me if i got it
she still wonder how we gon get rid of the body
i say, “sh-t, baby. take me to the white river.”
stop on the bridge and imma dump the n-gga
he asked me, “what’s real?” i said that i’m the vision
detailed, envisioned, i’m k!llin’ off compet-tion
real emcee; yo, yes i am on the throne with a steady wing
and father god, i know i’ve been sinnin’ but decents are forgiven
i’ll spit in your face, i give retroactive abortions
if you say hey to me, i ain’t reactin to that horsesh-t
so cheap, i bet you farm soybeans
’cause you’re weak sauce, b-tch, you’ll never be my doorman
even when i’m dormant, i’m floorin the gas, notorious jabs
i’m engorged with glorious raps, i forward the pad
when people see i’m pourin the cash, they want me to share
but people see i’m sharp so my point is: there
will never be an us, it’s you and me
a real emcee will never trust your guts when they’re spewing free
i spit flames like zuko, if we were ever in a duo
you’re the parasitic twin that grew from me
i’m catalonian, have no -ssociates except those copious
melodious attacks i happen to open with cause you owe me them
after hearing your cr-p, i’m sad for your homies, man
just drop the f-ckin pad, you have astraphobia
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