Tha Realism

Lyrics
(Ugh, Once again) This is the Realism (That's right) The Realism Kicking it straight to your face! [Capitol I-Man: - Verse 1] Well it's been a long time From the past I find to be the wrong time People be going for self so there for You couldn't get on mine cus I'm Not your typical every day rhyme slinger I flip it off my lyrics give it to you like the finger Ring-Around-the-Rosie This is for you nosey bone knuckle-heads Like I said you don't even know me For the hardcores only! Phonies get detected then slowly digested Cus they can't hang with the hectic, unexpected My flows creep like Jack Daniels to the mental I come and go whenever cus I said so Drew Bledsoe, couldn't throw the bomb like I can Capitol I-Man Bringing the realness to your wonderland I'd make you get out Them thoughts of me, to ever sellout Like the priest in the exorcist Its time to get the hell out because... [Chorus:] I die for Hip-Hop That's why I stay alive for Hip-Hop (Everday...) Cus to me everything's a charade x2 [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 2:] The deadly syndromes these visions That haunt the mind of killa fiends No nightmare dreams coming off the heads like guillotines Mc's be testing, but my skills suffocate mind frames Damaging in hinde brain Those who try are catching migraine son You couldn't ? If you consumed a bottle of methadone This ain't your zone kid what I see you stand alone In this realm you proceed to remain a stranger or feel my anger I cut your circulation then I drop your lung chamber Your heart's easy to pump blood You'll get a fat line The penalty of punishments goes to those who spit out whack lines Y'all ain't tryna see me got your heads turnning like hinges I be on binges like an addict piercing cells with mad syringes Hip-hop! Will always remain in my heart forever like time I Live off a rhyme to keep my mind-state of sublime you'll find [Chorus:] I die for Hip-Hop That's why I stay alive for Hip-Hop (Everday...) Cus to me everything's a charade x4 [Capitol I-Man: - Verse 3] You better take notes, quote: "Capitol I- rocks the boat" From the Westcoast the truth flows out me like I'm under oath I see 2 fakes like holograms they be yelling I'm the man They couldn't throw down I'll make'em slow down like traffic jams They feel my shit form here to Pakistan Cracking fans wide open I be stroking! So "what you gonna do!" like Hulk Hogan The sloggan I do dirt Symbolizes blood scenes And it don't stop cus Hip-Hop Be flowing through my blood streams [Mr. Sinful One - Verse 4:] My sound smashes kids and crashes Like a safety airbag on a volvo solo See I go way back like the hairpiece on a Cholo My vocals vibrate so why wait for 5.5's On your rectum me without no mic is like ike without the liquor Verbally abusive Molesting mic like I was Jackson In any fashion coming out the head with styles like Toni Braxton I'm representing Hip-Hop true like ? So tell foes this: "Mexakin is selling tapes to hell with roses" [Chorus:] I die for Hip-Hop That's why I stay alive for Hip-Hop (Everday...) Cus to me everything's a charade x4
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- Sinful