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letra de we ain't gangsta - real as shit

[verse 1: mc a.$.$]
i don’t sell smack
i don’t sell crack
but my lyrics are whack
if i was a creature of the night
i’d be a bat in the dark
not a vampire out for blood
not in a gang, not as a thug
the only time i wear two chains, is on a bike lock
i rap but i’m no sheep i don’t follow the flock
i’ve never been arrested, unlike the rest of you
like you’re in prison these bars go over your head
you couldn’t catch it if it was cat sh-t
smoke without a fire, weed everywhere
over here, over there and even in the stair
growing it in the attic cause you’re f-cking batsh-t
i’m not an addict, never had a fight with drugs
never had to kick the habit
your face must be a habitat cause you have tats all over
i’m living a normal life in a no freako system
let me flush your sh-t out my cistern
bury it where we can’t listen
your freaky vision’s so weak it missed ’em

[verse 2: realisticlee]
i ain’t no thug, i’m not into guns, i’m not into drugs
the only guns i have are my left and right biceps
the thing i’m gonna try next
is to not be the one who dies next
life’s hard, last time i tried hard
this is the sequel so it’s try hard two: try harder
i don’t wanna make like bruce willis and see dead people
i avoid danger like i’ve got a sixth sense
i ain’t no criminal but i do suspect
that this verse is filled with suspense
i waited for two hours bro
felt like a hundred and twenty minutes though
i’ve never seen the benefit of snorting the magic snow
or having chem s-x but there’s one thing i do know
about cocaine, is that it blows
one thing i never knew though
what the h-ll is nasal s-x, f-ck knows
i ain’t livin’ the thug life and it does show
i’m no pimp, i ain’t got no hoes
no diamond rings or million pound clothes
[chorus: realisticlee]
we ain’t gangstas y’all
we ain’t w-nkstas y’all
that’s how bodies fall
we don’t want that at all
we ain’t gangstas y’all
we ain’t w-nkstas y’all
that’s how bodies fall
we don’t want that at all

[verse 3: mc a.$.$]
i don’t gamble with life, when i fall i’ll be wearing a harness
i bet my helmet looks r-t-rded
between your head and a rock what’s hardest
like gold my bars are the hardest
i lie though because i’m harmless
like a zombie in a horror film i’m armless
i’ll never have ten million, i’ll never be certified diamond
what’s that sh-t on the back of your car, spoiler alert
this ain’t no filler
i must be looking into a spoon cause this sh-t’s inverted
no fast cars, no drugs, no bling
not even a signet ring
try and push me, i’ll show you how the fire works
i ain’t scared of fireworks, even when the heat’s on
’cause it’s only a pizza in the oven and i’m fun lovin’
the only time i go pop pop
is when i don’t have a pop pop shield
you were always the runt of the litter
unlike me, i’ma stay at this rap sh-t i’m not a quitter
[verse 4: realisticlee]
i do this sh-t for free, rappers needing dough
not in it for the money, not burnt yet, we be the least toast rappers
i was bred for this sh-t, like yeast i rise into it
so call me a yeast coast rapper
not talkin’ about the weapon but i gatta do this, steppin’
into the east coast that’s what we’re reppin’
i’m into k!llin’, only lyrically
in rap you gotta be lyrical
lyricism in this is the pinnacle
i know it’s more thrillin’ to be actin’ the villain
but i don’t find it thrillin’ when i see someone poppin’ a pill in
their mouth, unless it’s penicillin
just a regular dude, i ain’t fittin’ the gangsta mould

[chorus: realisticlee]
we ain’t gangstas y’all
we ain’t w-nkstas y’all
that’s how bodies fall
we don’t want that at all
we ain’t gangstas y’all
we ain’t w-nkstas y’all
that’s how bodies fall
we don’t want that at all

[verse 5: mc a.$.$]
the only thing i smoke is burgers on the grill
and i can’t bare when people still don’t know
where the f-ck you haring to
it’s not about the k!lling but i’m about to murder you
i’m no gangster but if i was, i’d still never heard a you
the most gangsta thing i did was not pay my parking fee and then i find out
according to an accordion hip hop’s not what i should be recording in
if i stick my arm out my cardigan, i’ll lose my arm again
i already lost an arm and a leg, this is why i won’t play cards again
i’m out on a limb, heading to armageddon
i’m getting tired of this sh-t bro, i’ma sign out again
[ verse 6: realisticlee]
i don’t have no tear drop tattoos under my eyes
i never k!lled n0body, if i said i did that would be a body of lies
i’m tryna look after myself, the fam and the guys
was never the most academic but i’d say i’m streetwise
the only time i’d be dealing with dying is if i was a paramedic
no scheme life or hood life but i break out in hip hop it’s epidemic
whole team like ”we playing this rap music, it’s pandemic”
i’m not walking like a blood or a crip tonight
the only time i wear a doo rag on the left side is so if it’s there if i decide to blow my nose with it
only way i’ll be crept is if there’s a van and someone works in it
only way i’ll be slept on is if there’s a futon and i hit it
i’m no gangsta, i’m no al capone
i don’t wanna end up dyin’ at home an alc’ alone

- real as shit

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