Real ones (feat. 2Lyt)

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Sanxiouz

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Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Time to kill these suckas who fakin
These wack artist keep buzzin
I gotta give em concussion
There aint no fuckin way to be stoppin this operation
Cuz i got the kinda sauce that force rappers to hibernate em

Dont you f*ck with me buddy
I leave these rappers cryin in a corner they yellin mummy.
I dont f*ck with people who only about the money
They hate to be themselves so they turn you down cuz you workin,

F*ck that, i aint never been on the hoeshit
You rappers cant rise even if you  come with a forklift
My rhymes more preachy than fathers who on em churches
Got so much of intellect in my brain that its bulging

Shove your face up inside the ass of a corpse
Im writin the masterpieces while you takin a stroll
Back in the sport yall rappers thought that we aint bringin no force
Yall aint got that typa engine yall cant enter the course.
Done livin bummy i gotta come up with harder raps
These people aint takin me seriously where my choppers at
When i pull up on these suckas they be feelin like a heart attack
You ain't gettin lucky even if it is an autumn fest
Hit em in  they head up with a bottle when they bout ta flex
You know when im on it man im on it like tyrrano rex

F*ck smokin, f*ck clubbin and f*ck booze
F*ck everyone who think its makin you look cool
Thats a damn marketin strategy for you dumb fools
I would rather take a sip of some of that plum juice

Dont you f*ck with the real one
And Immma keep on comin with hardest raps till them bills come
If you dont like my skin tone then suck my dick till it spills cum
I been holdin for too long, i guess its time to
Destruct

I got blood guts limbs casually over my floor
Emcees talk shit we slittin their vocal chords
Ain't nobody better sanxiouz and 2lyt
Had to bring some horrorcore
People sleepin on us like they been sniffin chloroform

Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones

Real ones on real estate you a fake homie you a duct tape
I stand alone in this rap game
You keep begging for lil fame ,
I stole your bitch from Ukraine 
You get sold for few chains
You off beat like blueface
We Murder rap it resonates
If I go fast it's a cop chase
I feel bad... for you lil rappers
You'll get slaughtered if i come closer

F*ck your bitch call it Acrobatic mathematic
Matter of fact It's all practice, all the tactics
I been the best I Beat the matrix
I came here to Overtake
Past sinner is today's saint I make the moves I make it rain
I slit your throat like Roman reigns

Putting the work for a life change

Benihana marijuana bitch hot like extra sauna
I take the notes but no Drama
Make it pop like Becky hecky
Shoot your bitch like air hockey

Last time was just a trial
Running Treadmill like an extra mile

Be extra wise for big advice
We run the city on drifting tyres

I'm Done playing I just need the fame
You ask money that's damn shame

I run the game you can't escape

Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones
Don't you f*ck with the real ones

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