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the real - the ill spoken lyrics

[intro: [?] & beedie]
(for the real hip*hip, for the—for the real hip*hop)
let’s keep it movin’, that real hip*hop sh*t right here
(for the real hip*hop) ill spoken, how high: the mixtape
rated r, diggz, [?] sh*t (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) sh*t is fire right here
can’t forget [?] (for the real hip*hop, i said it’s all for the real)
[?] records (ayo), dj [?]

[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—”
’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?”
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 sh*t (they call it kush)
got a b*tch choppin’ bricks like woodchips (ka*pow!)
ooh, sh*t, that’s my new sh*t
[?] ’cause i had to take two for my own usage
[?] like a train, no, a automobile
i keep earnin’ up the high that i feel
you know the sea’s filled with fish and some manatees (uh)
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?
[chorus: beedie & mac miller]
i’m for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
i do it all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
i said it’s all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
i do it all for the real, for the real hip*hop (yeah), for the (yeah)—for the real hip*hop, hip*hop

[verse 2: mac miller & beedie]
with a pad and a pen and the beat in my ears
if you ain’t heard about us now, well, easy is here (we here)
[?] posted up spittin’ with some weed and a beer
so if you hatin’, best believe it’s my year (year)
f*ck, it’s my decade, no, it’s my millennium
so any cat who talks sh*t to mac, i make a mess of ’em (haha)
leave ’em as a pile of bones, a puddle of blood (yo)
no gravestone (uh), sweep his ass under the rug (uh, goodbye)

[verse 3: beedie]
so what you tryna prove? quit it ‘fore it loses (uh*huh)
smoothest muhf*cker at the spot, man, i’m too sick (haha)
and hip*hop ain’t gon’ stop this music
since i was a skinny muhf*cker like a toothpick (i been here)
i’m so crack, i spit top, sh*t’s hot
the flow so fire, i’m scared to get caught (ha)
if i get caught, don’t get into my [?]
i was tryna make a couple dollars, i ain’t in the [?] (i get lots)
[chorus: beedie]
i’m for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
i do it all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
i said it’s all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
i do it all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop, hip*hop

[verse 4: mac miller]
i got a crush on hip*hop, but i’m too afraid to tell a verse
it’s like curves, makin’ love to each and every letter
see, i hit in the back and we call it a capellas
gettin’ in and out quickly, but over beats is better (yep)
’cause i sever your man’s head or his neck if he disrespect
rap my love, this is true, i’m tryna be rich as heck (chyeah)
love a mansion and fast cars, bein’ a rap star, weed in a glass jar
blazin’ these rap bars, y’all subpar, madagascar, yeah, the king (what?)
you better not see me in the ring
’cause i’m a deadly man with the mic in my hands
you pick a fight with my man, i’ll leave you right where you stand
(you know that i love this rap) but sufferin’ succotash
you think my punchlines are breakin’ the punchin’ bags
see, i’m ready, breakin’ the gates, can’t get enough hate
i love cake, so i’ma make it great, tell ’em buscrates

[chorus: beedie]
i’m for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
(yeah, so you gon’ muhf*ckin’ do about it?)
i do it all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
(the ill spoken, beedie and easy mac)
i said it’s all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop
(and whoever else, maybe [?], yeah)
i do it all for the real, for the real hip*hop, for the—for the real hip*hop, hip*hop
(we do it for the real, uh)

- the ill spoken lyrics

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