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real ones - p.u.r.e. (va) lyrics

[skit]
there is nothin’ more important to a man than his family
these men, these men of honor
they too are my family
la familia corleone
i now invite you to be reborn as one of us
yes, godfather
you are now one of our qualified men
gli uomini qualificat
please, introduce yourself to your brothers

[intro]
let’s get to it, what up?
man, all these f*ck n*ggas, man
it’s over for y’all n*ggas, man
the real, man

[verse 1]
high*velocity demonstration of poetry, my syllables in motion
alarmed with them slaps, catch a sh*tbag for posin’
undeniablе live wire, i put the lifе back into a death ear
raise ’em, bring ’em to the fronttier
always movin’ forward as long as the planets orbit
this elite peak performance, i stay away from informants
tryna lock me and leave me dormant, that sh*t ain’t written for me
rather be on an island sippin’ louis the 13th
money is clean from the laundromat runnin’
livin’ enormous, leavin’ somethin’ for my kids to live gorgeous
i’m a man, i’m a warrior, king, powerful prophets, and lovely
f*ck your opinion, only god can judge me
look what i conjured up, frame the armour through the fortitude
i turn my lean cuisine to maine lobster
music’s not the same, a bunch of fakes and imposters
check the climate, there’s a hidden agenda, they tryna stop us
[chorus]
where my real ones at? where my riders? where my g’s that don’t run they flaps?
keep quiet, move silent, run up in yo’ trap
no*mistake murders, make sure it’s you we clap
this not that weirdo rap
where my real ones at? where my riders? where my g’s that don’t run they flaps?
keep quiet, move silent, run up in yo’ trap
no*mistake murders, make sure it’s you we clap
this not that weirdo rap

[verse 2]
i pay homage and dues but still got somethin’ left over to shine, my life is blingy
no handouts, i’m from the mud with mine
i got love for those who show the same energy, seekers
you know the name, what i provide, so just respect my heaters
i’m the law*layer, watch the code of conduct, f*ck
before i breach or crack the surface, cruel all i struck
and that’s on purpose, ain’t no accident sh*t
creatin’ sentences with width but still twirlin’ my wrist ’round, that made my pockets thick
sh*t, pearl it snow white to brown
still spittin’ so profound, got more listeners astound
off*brand n*ggas not compatible
see how i finesse these melodies with no stress? it’s magical
y’all n*ggas theatrical, playin’ roles and such
everything’s all fun and games until your soul get touched
in this lane, no room for lames, so quick to call your bluff
the reason why people and rats don’t follow codes enough
[chorus]
where my real ones at? where my riders? where my g’s that don’t run they flaps?
keep quiet, move silent, run up in yo’ trap
no*mistake murders, make sure it’s you we clap
this not that weirdo rap
where my real ones at? where my riders? where my g’s that don’t run they flaps?
keep quiet, move silent, run up in yo’ trap
no*mistake murders, make sure it’s you we clap
this not that weirdo rap

- p u r e va lyrics

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