#3AM - Sample lyrics

Realest,Realest,Realest You say hip hop is all about b**hes Let me tell you it is and she's my b**h You get high on EC,boy that's sick I got more j**els on my wrist than she ever had I don't talk much Cuz i make my Money talk You don't like my raps,Go b**h walk I'm the best rapper of ISB Realest,Realest,Realest You can talk sh** all day Cuz only thing i want is that my mama pray's And i will try my best to obey her even if i am far away This world is mine I'm just trying to rhyme That's the difference between me and you I have a different point of view I use harsh words Now you nag all day with your extremist point of view Let me tell you something You're a f**head,Dickhead I have my own lingo and you'll never get that Anything i learned all these years? Go after Materials cuz it's better than wasting your already f**ed up life on getting someone else beside Unless it's your Mother,Brother,Father or Sister,Ah I just looked myself in the mirror What? I just looked myself in the mirror! Then i went to a doctor He said i'm the illest Cuz I'm the Realest,Realest,Realest All eyes on me but they actin' like they can't see me Motherfuker,I'm the Illest,Money doesn't grow on trees But it does for me Half of these rappers talkin' sh** they don't even know Came straight outta the 3rd world,Milli for half show I come back like a "Six graves to Munich" guy I'm the monk who sold his ferarri,p**y wetter than a tsunami I'm the guy who makes these people go back to their mommy In Miami,f**in' every b**h in the club,don't call them paparazzi Even if it's apocylpse,I will still f** a zombie f** Mitt Romney b**h,I'm a don Vito Corleone The guy they talking about is me Well,you see I'm a motherf**in' man who you s can never be I'm the motherf**in' man writing all these raps I'm the motherf**in' man who your b**h be postin' paps 'bout I don't give a f** if you made that p**y tap out Cuz that b**h on my dick and she ridin' it like she on a ramp walk It's 3am and i'm out She tellin' me to do more and i cut that p**y off like a razor I tap that a**,tell her rest i'll do later I hit that blunt,Smokin' on some paper Motherf**er you ain't 'bout that life Everyday i'm rockin' on a different ice Oh my