Cornelius Butler - Real [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse: CB]

My pedigrees a combination of these
Hustlers and brothers who live in royalty
Who's only motivation was moving the masses orally
So know it ain't no joke when I'm saying they wanting more of me
Orchestrating strings to move these puppets to these chords
Or more or less
Order boxes of these corpses to your dorm
Take your norm, shove up your back door then run the score
I've been
Living on other planes
Meditating a different lane
To take a rapper down make em realize that we are not the same (I'm a martian)
Singing praises of bringing accolades
And acting like this cabarets the garden when I hit the stage
Former captain of a squad of lames
But whats a leader who can't make a weak link into a diamond chain
And you can't move with these shackles inside your tabernacle
No competition no more put that on caps of Snapples
I snap an average rap to you its like I run a lap before the starter took the gun and aim at your cataracts nigga
I pop acne with more talent than you
So what's a king to entertaining a fool
Whats the basis of correlating to niggas who's motivation is you
It's one spot on the stool now tell me what u gone do
That's the real
Running through the streets spectating taught me way more than your local educator
And I'mma get my cake up tell em lace up ain't no time for bench
Cause the press is applying pressure calling out these pretenders
Ain't no casting y'all
How you say you claim to ball and have no stacks involved
But quick to say your racks is tall
I tackle topics topple y'all
Still got time to grapple Gods
I consummate a track in a holy matrimony
Spit and turn a trial to a testimony

And the real x3