Lyrics Realizm - Dregs One
Middle
finger
up
to
the
authorities
I'ma
man
color
that
don't
make
a
minority
Real
soul
brotha
in
the
party
Turn
the
thing
up
while
ya
man
act
salty
You
could
cross
game
but
it's
costly
I'ma
run
that
thang
up
like
a
mothafuckin'
track
meet
I'ma
athlete
get
ya
damn
cleats
I'ma
beat
that
thing
down
like
Apollo
& rocky
Set
ya
watch
time
gon'
stop
when
she
spot
me
Movin'
on
that's
gon'
be
hard
if
ya
lost
me
I
can
fix
ya
up
like
a
handyman
You
ain't
seen
this
on
Instagram
Ain't
nothin
sweet
no
candy
man
Just
a
real
OG
from
a
savage
land
She
only
sees
me
she
don't
stand
a
chance
We
gon'
flee
from
the
scene
and
cut
back
to
the
pad
She
likes
my
realism
I
don't
spit
game
I
just
knowledge
My
realism
I
ain't
really
gotta
front
I
just
stay
honest
That's
my
realism
How
I
pop
these
p's
like
a
Frisco
player
That's
that
realism
We
ain't
doin'
nothin'
minor
everything
we
do
major
You
ain't
no
bitch
you
a
real
queen
You
ain't
really
shy
you
a
real
freak
You
ain't
really
got
time
for
the
silly
things
You
been
gettin'
real
tired
of
these
other
geeks
I
think
you
really
need
to
come
my
kingdom
We
don't
really
play
around
where
I
come
from
Girl
you
lookin
good
as
your
income
So
it's
only
gonna
be
one
outcome
I'ma
have
to
make
you
go
and
say
it
out
loud
Put
it
down
and
dip
back
to
the
outbound
And
if
I
really
like
what
you
talkin'
bout
Then
we
gon'
rearrange
for
another
round
I'm
lookin
for
a
goddess
not
an
object
Lookin
for
action
not
a
promise
The
way
I
walk
it
is
how
I
talk
it
And
what
I
gave
her
is
what
she
wanted
She
likes
my
realism
I
don't
spit
game
I
just
knowledge
My
realism
I
ain't
really
gotta
front
I
just
stay
honest
That's
my
realism
How
I
pop
these
p's
like
a
Frisco
player
That's
that
realism
We
ain't
doin'
nothin'
minor
everything
we
do
major
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