The Real Songtext
von C‐Bo

Your prayers have been answered

I know you′re tired of garbage and dancers

Gangsta Dresta brought the cure for industry cancer
It's drastic, I ain′t watered down or plastic
From me to you, a brand new Compton classic
Lyrics from the spirit, you know it when you hear it
I'll build a reputation, demons try to smear it
Y'all ain′t gon′ allow it, it's us against the powers
Support it from your soul and don′t be trustin' in these cowards
I′ll remind you, they only use these tactics to blind you
I'm knowin′ you been lost and I been tryin' hard to find you
You know I give it to you raw, straight up out the hood foul

Knowin' you ain′t heard a real nigga in a good while
I′m here to change that, fact, not fiction
I'ma change the complex of the game, it′s my prediction
I'm impeccable, I′m nothin' short of exceptional
The Dirty West, anything less is unacceptable


Y′all been askin' for it, you 'bout to get it now
I′m ′bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real
Y'all been askin′ for it, you 'bout to get it now
I′m 'bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real

I′m the hardest, artist, raised by the smartest
Eazy-motherfuckin'-E, dearly departed
I'm merely regarded as the most underrated
Dresta′s the greatest, even that′s understated
One of a kind original, future like Bobby Digital

Paint a perfect picture, my scriptures is like a visual
Used to smoke loops so I'm a little off balance
I′m a Compton city G with God-given raw talent
There's no mistakin′ 'bout it, homie, you can hate and doubt it
But once you get a bar, it′s like you can't live without it
I'm a gangsta, gangsta slash rapper and a wordsmith
Chickens in the kitchen, choppin′ birds was my third gift
Precisely, razor blade chop it up nicely

Back in ′86 when crack wasn't so pricey
I was just a young buck schemin′ on the come up
Hangin' on the corner servin′ nightfall to sun up


Y'all been askin′ for it, you 'bout to get it now
I'm ′bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real
Y′all been askin' for it, you ′bout to get it now
I'm ′bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real

Y'all been askin′ for it, prepare to get it now
All you fake rappers take a backseat and sit it down
Comp-town back in it now, in it to win it now
Any rapper get clowned, just take the bottle, spin it 'round

First come, first serve, nobody more than must serve
I ain't tryna battle rap, I pull a strap and bust, herb
It′s like I′m legendary, these rappers so scary
When they die, just be another busta to go bury
I tell 'em, "Hail Mary, come with me"
Comin′ down, hundred round, run quick, flee

Them block boys is at it again

These corny rappers been gettin' status
No need to ask how bad has it been
It′s been horrific, bubblegum music to be specific
Gon' take somebody gifted to step up and help uplift it
So I′m back at it, niggas fiendin' like crack addicts
Me and Knockout was blackballed, labeled as rap's baddest

Y′all been askin′ for it, you 'bout to get it now
I′m 'bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real
Y′all been askin' for it, you ′bout to get it now
I'm 'bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real
Y′all been askin′ for it, you 'bout to get it now
I′m 'bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real
Y′all been askin' for it, you ′bout to get it now
I'm 'bout to give it to you, you got to feel the real