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real recognise real - black the ripper lyrics

(intro)
black the ripper
vintage sh-t
black is beautiful vol.2
flava
you’re always making these bangers babes
what’s good, holla at me

[verse 1]
yoo, real recognise real i’m the best in the game
these man sell gimmicks, i’m just selling my pain
in the form of lyrics
you wanna know the difference?
they spit from the brain, i spit from the spirit
talk it cause i live it
walking while i’m whipping
listening to 2pac
picture me rolling in something tinted
rolling the spliff with the chick
that is mixed with guyanese and chinese
leaning on my pimp sh-t
scheming i’mma hit this, she knows i got a big d-ck
and said for christmas she put me on her wish list
hard for kiss kiss, she calls me a thug
i say ‘don’t call me that’
she says what about the drugs?
i’m like, no babe, that’s business
i gotta paid in every way, i swear god is my witness
every day i try not to be a statistic
but it’s hard when you’re in the bits, frustrated going schiz

[hook]
i don’t know how long i’ll be for
i wake up and think lord, ‘will i see tomorrow?’
i play for keeps, you borrow
your weak, f-ck your mix cd’s you h0m- (x2)

[verse 2]
samson the golden child, got the girls going wild
my flow and style is enough to make your girl leave you
these man are see-through like windows
fake negros
they can’t afford my ralph lauren plimsoles (that’s a p-sstake)
that’s how sh-t goes, some man are broke
some get rich what can i say, life is a b-tch
in london n-ggas die when they snitch
so keep silent lips at all times
and mind the pigs
cause minor sh-t can escalate
so never underestimate
situations are deep, got n-ggas hating on me
because my name’s on the street and they’re unknown
but i ain’t blow, i’ve just got status and p’s
you can’t tell me that i’m not real
i rep for all the talented unsigned artists
because i know how you feel
certain n-ggas will sell their soul to get a record deal
that’s the deepest part;
how they the richest with the weakest bars?

[hook]

[outro]
if your driving
i want you to put your hazard lights on right now
pull up on the left somewhere
and drop the f-cking top let it ride
if you ain’t got roofless whip
then put all your windows down and bang it!
you know how we do, black magic entertainment
prof i see you, felon i see you..

- black the ripper lyrics

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