INTRO
I'm back baby!
Follow My Lead
Stay$oul

VERSE
WISE beyond my years,
Sincere, sentences;
When the masters meet their peace
At least their apprentice lives;
Knowing what I know now
I sound like an elder;
come a long way
Since sleepin in a shelter;
Now rockin heavyweight
I'm already great;
Best believe!
I keep pushin' on anyway;
Confidence is key
Me? I'm next level;
And there's no stoppin'
I have no left pedal;
Catch myself wishin,
As the town parties wild;
That it would transition
'House Party' style;
Rhymin wit Kid
Syd HARSHLY smiles;
Let's fuckin boogie!
Man! How AREN'T-we riled;
Up! Goes your hands
So the vibe's flow grows
Up! Goes your hands
Cause my rhymes so cold;
Anonymous to prominent
Never ponder dis; honor
nor fond of its
Ominous, promise in
robbin this dominance. Nope!

BREAK 1
Real Hip Hop (Repeat) Yyyeeeh!

VERSE 2
"Your name's too long
For me to wanna tweet tho";
Spit it out your mouth
If you ain't gonna deep throat;
Supposed to be the failure
Chose to be the opposite;
Give those close to me
A larger shoppin list;
Now all these girls
Double check my current status; Makin sure I'm single cause
they know who they perfect man is;
As IF Secret Lover
was my first ballad;
KND disbandin
Wasn't the worst challenge;
Jam wit me! Just
Jam wit me now?!
"What happened wit that?!"
They kept draggin me down;
Baggin these clowns Career
like fuckin sack lunch;
For bein on the grind
They haven't stacked much;
I came to party
So turn those jams up!
Put your hands together
Like you bein handcuffed!!
I'm a Kid wit Soul
Spittin O, Riginal flows out!
So I'mma shine Before
that sun. blows. oouut!

BREAK 2 (Edgar Dickey)
Real Hip Hop (Repeat) (Kid wit soul!)

VERSE 3
True to the game
In a lyrical sense;
Self righteous fame
A stereotypical mess;
Spoiled these Brains
detained in turmoil;
Burned soil…for oil,
United being disloyal;
That noise is getting louder,
My people spittin prouder;
I feel so empowered,
More stories than Sears tower;
Never Willis...call it Sears
Never be…puppeteered; Jump in gears, Before conformed
to a Governed Fear...
Another year...lost
Another beer...tossed;
Another cheer? Pause
I'm out of here boss;
If all souls are innocent
Then our mind's corrupt;
Entrapment in a sense
Hence we need to grow up; especially, mentally,
Let my heart grow buff;
Torture my body
my.soul.holds.tuff;
Symbolic, sick product
Embodiment of music;
If not it, is out of, hand
N God's Even approved it!!

BREAK
Real Hip Hop! x8
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Real Hip Hop!
Real Hip Hop!! (Repeat x4)

Jam wit me…just
Jam wit me now!
Just-Just-jjust jam wit me
Jam wit me wit me jam!
Now!…Now!

What's my name?!
Faballistic One!

Can't avoid!
Accept my rise!
Paranoid!
Not Petrified!
I'm annoyed!
Pestered by
Decoys Trynna test my pride!

These lights may be beamin
But I'm shinin bright!
Feelin at the center of everyone's
Line of sight!!