The Real Is Back Music - Swish Lyrics

Who you know rapping like this
You can tell I'm cooking by the flick of my wrist
I used to run the city in the 919. More money, more woes, Now I'm running through the 6
2 albums in, we're the best in this bitch
All eyes on us, they expect us to miss
Wasn't top 5, now we f*cking up the list
This that '03 Wayne when you hear that flick
Lyrical exercise, I'm in my extra vibe
Thinking you could f*ck with me? That's a bitter lie
There's no one better, guy. Flow is so sanctified
Civilization can't find a replacement
Sak Pase just for justification
Le Garçon, you can't f*ck with the Haitian
Shoutout the fans that's been showing some patience
Put the f*cking album out, I got em so anxious
We gave y'all that conscious rap
But they been begging me to push their conscience back
This that penny for your thoughts, where your conscious at
I'm ill, this is not for hypochondriacs
I got bars motherf*cker, this how cons react
F*cking up the world, where the condoms at
Heard your new shit, it was kind of hype
I'm addicted to the top, you're the bottom type
Don't touch this tsunami, I cook like hibachi
I'm sipping my sake, nobody can stop me
You niggas just watching, you niggas just hating
The Real Is Back Music, you niggas complaining

We had a shot then we took it
They told us to slow down but we couldn't
We don't have no time for the bullshit
Kick back, let us show you how to do this
Going up, they just mad cause we blowing up
Took us a minute, now we back in business
We gon' keep balling till we make it to the finish like swish
Look at that wrist
Deadly from 3 so you know I don't miss
What other team going harder than this
A passer and shooter like Harden & Chris

Damn right Stylz back for another one
That last track with a joint was a lot of fun
What's wrong didn't know I smoke a little weed
Or the fact I'm a God just like Lil B
Honestly I'm the oddest thing you'll ever see
I'm a Homer but I didn't write the odyssey
Can I add to the game with a little math
I'm a stoner and an artist with a lot of raps
What's America think of that
In their mind I'm a criminal and scumbag
Wait, he talks about the issues
Then his mind is a mess like a tissue
But his bars are so cold like an igloo
As they patiently waiting for a miscue
Why does everybody swear they can fix you
Every choice that I make I wanna improve
Wait, am I the Real (I don't know)
Or am is Back (I don't know)
It really don't matter as long as we making a hell of a track
The music won't die it will live on forever
The genre keeps changing let's hope it gets better
I ain't gonna stop cuz I'll never say never
Except for that line but that's just to be clever