Infamous - Wolfi G. (Say What's Real)

[lyrics]

The scene green lime,
and they gang green gang tees is five at a time,
they pushin up on me, why the fuck they want me?
Hollow-tip fingertips, heat seeking beacons
they can hone me, homie
they act as though, the violence is alluring.

the strobe lights are muzzle flashes;
the women so horny, like "oooh wee, the uzi, imagine how it do me"
"i can't eat bullets cause they go right through me"
says the cheshire gangsta to a groupie.
his eyes are not there but his teeth bear rubies
like talking to a ghost in a 2-piece
pissin out wine, the liquor in 'em is too cheap

Strobe lights set the mood of a dark room
Blue squares on the wall, chrome on the ceiling
lights from the disco ball reflect off the sinnin'
look to your right, ex pours from the women's mouth's
white lines go for miles, chiseled off the mannequins
this ain't nothing like the dark side of Anakin
panicking, closing off the room, wow
I can feel the bass, steady knockin', boom pow

I rise from the grave, in a lackluster creep
high on the mood, the heat, slightly killin' my vibe
Pushed this drunk nigga cause he's bleeding from his eyes...
This is a real rave party, put ya cells in the sky
like youth'll never die...we gonna tweak until the Gods cry

{chorus}
God's cry (echoes)

Now everybody's touchin' somebody, sheddin' threads
cause we're hocked on meds, left for dead, 98 degrees
so it seems, then the floor turns red
I'ma knock her, long after death's off'd her
DJ still talkin, fuck it, just Dance harder

Tonight I'm going down like a martyr, goin' down
like the Godfather. He's gonna drink till he binges
cut his arm and watch him bleeds syringes
Fuck authority and everything that it stands for, give it a dollar
and watch it dance like a silly crack whore...

yeah, thats it...I can feel my eyes rollin' back...
but I'm seeing through another set of eyes past that...
the nasdaq is selling out all of its moral fiber,
to over-zealous republicans, now they're full of shit
I try to watch TV to be a better writer
the media only knows to suck the president's dick

"Everyone, come quick!" The cities and slums itch
my lyrics don't act rich, so niggas say "fuck this"
"The bigger the gun is, the better it offs kids"
The more that I talk this, the realer the sound gets
now suddenly everybody think Wolfi's the new TIP
until he trades money for soul, now he done turned bitch

I'm thinking I should be making a statement
on screen, while they trade me heroine for greatness
I can see me, watchin' me, watchin' me, watchin' me
as I describe my assailant
Starin' into the mirror as I lay there on the pavement
I know took a dive for payment
Either go hard like Ali, or starve like Ghandi
ain't no middle ground, so fuck being famous.

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[TheRiseofHipHop]

kids got flow, rhyme scheme, double entendre an content.

sounz like u just mad cause the lyrics went ovr ya head

[TheRiseofHipHop]

i dnt see why evrybody hatin on this. it aint bad. i lik the metaphors

[yojunoh]

iwish you were famous.

[forevidence84]

iLL! Keep pushin this

[xXRonnieMassacre]

LOL @

EAjunoir18

...this motherfucker cant even speel JUNIOR right!

wtf, whackkkkk

[xXRonnieMassacre]

LOL @ EAjunoir18

......he cant even spell JUNIOR RIGHT!!

....ignorant niggas.

[muhfntroof]

dis is ill my nigga.

like a parody/satire of what bein famous is

shit be ugly though sumtimes

[TheRiseofHipHop]

i persnally don't think its da strongest from dudes catalog either. but its just mixtape material. if you lettn a song get to you dis bad then need to you kill urself with a wayne cd or record a better track... eitha way these niggas laughin at ur whining

[TheRiseofHipHop]

who's tight? it ain't like nobody respects your opinion. you don't gota to be a prick about it though