Merkules, Slaine, Madchild - The Realest lyrics

Let me tell you something man

Yeah I started as a artist with
The largest pair a balls
Barely harnessed by my drawers starving
To stop world wars
I seen all the shit blacked
Out a whole world tour
Menaged out in Moscow passed out
On a girls floor

They said the world's yours George
So I aquired high drugs
And third world whores
Out in Cambodia nothing that I owe to ya
Slow your roll cracker sort of think
Of what i told to ya

This ain't my first rodeo I've been over this
Over and over pimp the game is
Full of biters and dobermen


Fighters with loaded guns police
Got all the prints
Beating all the odds still at
Odds with my audience

Speaking to a god like I'm
Large and tall as him
High tolerance drinking five dollar gin
I'm not apologen (slang or purposeful bad
Grammar for apologizing)
For my rotten role modellin
Pop a whole gold bottle in the
Room I spent tomorrow in

Load the heroin in the needle
Shoot the horror in take a shot of - - in my
Sin don't try to follow him
I got a shot gun in
My reaches preposterous speech
Currently tracking all my posthumous releases

We the Realest
You disagree with us and you dead
Cause We the Realest
We show up when you tucked the the bed
Yeah We the Realest
You'll wake up with a gun to your head
And then you feel it
Your whole house covered in red

Nvvvssssss

In my thoughts, I'm dancing with phantoms
My hearts an atom bomb
Ready to go off like a tantrum
A classical assault aimed at
The upper echelon yeah we get it done
Lightning bolts on the cuts

Hit the ashphalt thunderous
Spilling dinosaur guts
Its a wonderous sickness
With a villainous touch
This love for Hip Hop
Gets us through the darkness
We were in the cockpit going kamikazee nuts

Long Before a profit ever
Hit our pockets once
We were astronauts close enough
To touch the sun
Flying on wax wings, Living on the edge
Amidst giants and kings, liars and fiends

Unholy alliances just to get a little peace
But haters never cease, Is it any wonder
That my speech is a murder scene
For the critically deceased rest in peace!

Madchild!

Relics leave your skeletal remains
Take a telescope to pain
I am hella dope again

I got bottled up aggression
And I can't breathe
My blood is boiling thoughts uncoiling

I'm a damn chief, and we no play play
Cause we are workaholics I'm diabolical

They're worthless and my circle's flawless
Diabolical a serpent I don't worship satan

My words are evil tho and
They create a perfect painting
Theres alot of anger pented up inside of me

Lived the life I dream about
And scream it out excitedly
My minds a corridor that's dark
And full of horror

I'm mentally depressed my life is
Stressed and full of sorrow
My mind is spinning like a rotary wheel

Getting older but im golden
I am older then steel
I got soldiers I am colder
Spitting boulders for real

And I get doper every day that
I stopped holding them pills!

Merkules motherfucker!

The most savage on the planet
For a sandwich I will damage
Any rapper tryna manage

What I got they just can't stand it
Better can it! I don't plan it
Every fucking beat I ravage

It's established I'm a bastard
But my passions in this rapping
Every track I hit I slam it

You ain't half of what I be
Keep it humble in the jungle
See me standing by the tree

I'm an emaculate MC
I grab the cash and then I flee
Never tamper with this rapper
I'll detach you by the knees

I'm the cancer in the streets
You living half of what you speak
And a casket isnt cheap
I smell the laughter in defeat

The commander and the chief
At last I'm standing at my peak
Everlasting and unique, I keep
On snapping over beats, i'm untamed

You cum stains get the memo yet
You faking what you're writting
So you live your life in retrospect
Let it rest

Swing an iron fist, I got a metal chest
Heavy set
Still I get it jumping son, I said it best!