Salad (Explicit)

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

From the soul

It started with my MPC

Grew to BETA SP's

Now it's years later three-sixty degrees

Not much changed but the cut of my jeans

I'm eating more greens my momma always said you gotta eat

So I take the salad over fries the truth over lies

Besides that still the same guy right

Got my feet wet learned the ropes

Niggas checking for my sh*t under the microscope

I stay afloat of those who don't believe in the DL & NP

Indirectly you need the strength to succeed

A live feed took it on tour

Niggas waiting patiently for the encore

Need not wait more

Show 'em my potential on my first LP knew it

Took a sample and drums made real music

Force the fans ask the question who's this

Where he from he be reppin' what clique

He's sick

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

From the soul

Now on planets we built our own lego blocks

So don't be annoyed if ya need to see if my sh*t's hot

I know this

I made it through this world without my pops

He's bogus

Many going through the same sh*t

It's not hopeless

My mother held it down kept me focused on my task

At last I understand the math

The science and the path I had to take

The struggle of another day

The sacrifices made along the way to become great

Some kings shed blood like the centre of a steak

I used my poetry to infiltrate the human race

I put it all on paper this time so you can better understand my rhymes

Ni**a

And no son I'm not wasting your time

I'm not wasting your money I encourage you to buy

The last shall be first one day we will rise

The problems of the world are greater than you and I

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

From the soul

So flawless when I recite on mics they call me dirty

Elegant my pen is never worried

My council is like a clergy

I'm in my 20's now everyday closer to 30

I'm grown up but man though it's still early

I hope the youngin niggas soon don't forget what hip hop is

So it can be around for my kids

For real

Life by experience the sh*t it's ill

My deliverance is that of only skill

I build like the great minds that did Egypt

I'd rather see the pyramids than a precinct

Stopped by the cops on the block for no reason

We gotta keep running everyday it's open season

But who's really poilicing

The smogs like the morgue in the city we ain't breathin'

We barely even just getting by

The struggle's still the same see the pain in my eyes

Sometimes I just don't think they hear the cries

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

Real real real hip hop

From the soul