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letra de tha realism - tha mexakinz

(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 you
for the hardcores only!
phonies get detected then slowly digest it
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
?
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 h-ll 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 k!lla fiends
no nightmare dreams coming off the heads like guillotines
mc’s be testing, but my sk!lls 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 sh-t 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 bag 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 r-ct-m 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 h-ll 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

- tha mexakinz

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