Real Rap

Verse 1

Tru Trilla

Block huggers Spot rushers
Your face gushing the blade cut ya
Pen touch paper spontaneous combustion
Get you now or later kill your assumptions
Crucify your favors murder your doubts
Smack blood out your savior knocked you out in front of your spouse
Get woke up put to sleep slapped out
Act out 18 shots shoot up your trap house
No hand shakes no daps out
Big gun in your face he passed out
Pat your pockets get the cash out
These rappers garbage take the trash out

Hook

This that real rap y'all real wack
All that mumbo jumbo we don’t feel that
Take it how you take it all that noise we kill that
This is history in the making bring the feeling back

2nd verse

Prince Ak

These deejays gaming
Shit that they playing is sounding pitiful
Ain't heard nothing lyrical
Bars nasty venereal
No Percocet or Roxy
I spit vitamins minerals
It's Brick City talk NJ a 0-50 general
Content straight drop block work material
My flow is immaculate my voice is imperial
Section 8 flow rice check wick cereal
Everything literal genetics track back to Israel
Brain like a elephant charismatic and heaven sent
I stay hella bent shit they spit be irrelevant
My style eloquent underground while they elegant
And deejays part of the problem it’s all evident

Hook 2

This that real rap y'all real wack
All that mumbo jumbo we don't feel that
Take it how you take it all that noise we kill that
This is history in the making bring the feeling back