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A Dub - Real Hip Hop Lyrics

Verse 1: Noah King
Yo, yo peace to MC Real Justice, 45 Musket
Flow on the rise like a dick around blond tits
Can't get enough of it, real raw ruckus shit
Visualize my life hovering in them other ship
All hail the king they like him
He ain't gotta do shit, he got the itis
Put a lemon in my vodka
Straw to line I coke off my bars baby girl I'm a rockstar
I'm taking mine's to a place I ain't never been
Charles Manson told the brotha that he was Heaven sent
If you ain't wanna spit yo feelings you irrelevant
Messin with the best of them, ain't no sex excrement
Dealing with Hannibal Lector I'm a vegetable
Lmfao, lol I ain't textin you
Attitude with a move more preferable
I connect with you and it ain't gotta be sexual
Mo money, more drugs
I'm steady on the grind until I get my dick sucked

Hook: Noah King
I like real hip hop, I feel hip hop
Type of music that'd make you spill your heart
I love hip hop, I need hip hop
Say somethin smart
(x2)
Verse 2: Nieve
Yeah, yeah
See me I'm the villain in your very worst dream
Nobody savoring your pride, nobody savoring your screen
Massacring emcee, mascarading like they better than me
Keep claiming they gotta pay the vanity for the week
I'm as strong as a lightning flash it's fast
Other than another word I done whooped your ass
Pack a punch like a Pacquiao and Mayweather
Sway leather el post get grown from my gray sweater
Wrestling moves DDT
Jimmy Snuka fly sticker on this simple beat
To send Nieve, my crew is the best I've seen
Got an uphill battle if you battlin me
I'm rather unique, clean and my style is smooth
Last thing I worry about all these childish fools
I just do my damn thing, tryna be a damn king
In this land of pop singers all rap and act mean

Hook: Noah King
I like real hip hop, I feel hip hop
Type of music that'd make you spill your heart
I love hip hop, I need hip hop
Say somethin smart
(x2)
Verse 3: A-dub
Yo, molten tar sizzles in my open scars tissue
It's knowing how far that open bar gets you
My pen's too mighty for the open ball symptom sent to my lane
While I'm kissin my chain
Till the day that I limp with my cane, to handle grip past Kryptonite veins
To keep Clark, can't crip about pain
This glimpse behind stage at the actual production
By the trolls and the giants and catacombs and dungeons
Best bones dozens of trap doors constructed
To catch the dopest muncher’s folks are hunting folks from London
The flow's disgusting I know, there's no discussion
But I'm not even close to touching the approaching summit
You may plummet and collide or explode or somethin
If you find yourself too fly you'll close your rudders
This no drive is poaching others
If one time provide then the source is comin

Hook: Noah King
I like real hip hop, I feel hip hop
Type of music that'd make you spill your heart
I love hip hop, I need hip hop
Say somethin smart
(x2)