[Verse 1: Tha Real U] [Lyrical Verse] Dark past, full of evil endeavours
Illuminating the dark world
With stupid errors Terrors?
I have none
Boy, I'm hooked up
To the son ADSL Connection
To a place called
New Jerusalem Ill Scripts
Bro, they sound way to gham Exclamation mark in Junio?
Sorry man, That's dum What's the A for?
The Alphabet? Last time I heard
These idiots
Only started learning how to rap So they dissed Major
Is that supposed to be a threat? They more like a diss to themselves
Cause they sound rather crap yeah I know I'm moderate
But for you losers
Psychology is what you need to be
Lyrically appropriate Don't mess with that
The Realist on this track
k** Mathematics
Best believe I k**
Useless crap Blah blah blah
There u go again
With that
Rhyme of some1 in a professional shack So your boast about opinions
I'ma boast about the facts YEAH!!
Hala back [Hook] Lord Have Mercy & pity on your son
From what I once was to what I have become
Lord Have Mercy, L L L Lord Have Mercy
Lord Have Mercy and pity on your son [Verse 2: Jempas] Lord have mercy on them
They just little rookies
They dont really know what they doing
They dont know the game
They dont know whats cooking You all just lil Chihuahuas tryna bark out loud
But dont ever let me catch you rats
In front of a crowd
Coz then you gon die boy
Ill knock out your lights boy
I swear youll never make it out here alive boy You ni**as like lying
You all just liar liars
The only truth you told
Is that you are bev*k
In your kop And you smell like gop
Your eye-balls look like snot
They only style you like
Is handing out blow-jobs Junio-A? What the f*ck thats gay
You a**es think yal insane
But for yal its all just in vain [Hook] Lord Have Mercy & pity on your son
From what I once was to what I have become
Lord Have Mercy, L L L Lord Have Mercy
Lord Have Mercy and pity on your son [Verse 3: Tha Real U] [Message Verse] Now I'm back in this thing
Let your autotune sing That I am an underground king
Now matter wat you damnwell think Ous is bev*k?
Sowi hulle klink
soe 'n drol in a toilet
dat is geblok Lil sain? Lil insain?
My bru, even your rap name
Sounds like it's a big pain In the A you know
The one you see next to that
Stupid name called Romeo and Junio Yeah I called him gay, that white stripe don't lie And I know your brothers on that track
down in Weston
Ha they should rather die Whatever u got on with Tylon
I don't give a sh** But I just want yal to know I'm the educator
And I'm teaching it! Close your eyes homie I'ma about to start
Preaching it Lord have mercy
Upon these rappers who have no idea
What real Hip-Hop is This for Legacii too
They think they really cool Shaloma brings the peace
But the peace I have
The world can't give to you Go back to school
Where you actually use real words
Instead of swearing
With useless curse words And yo I got more plays
Then you so bunny
Shut up, cause you only one of
The West Coasts bottom few I challenge you
To an online duel
Let's see who still has
Enough fuel I have a tank
That takes me to heaven and back
You have a drank
That makes u piss rhymes
That sounds like the sh**
Your constipated a**
Forever lacked R.E.A.L Me
F.A.K.E You My flow, original
My theme, spiritual
My aim, inspirational
Yal aim?
It's nothing at all. Escalator up like I'm at Weskus Mall
But to yal it's just a fall
I hope they kick yal like a ball Quit, quit, quit being hollow
Your rhymes so clich like YOLO
Kiss my a**, you deserve that sorrow
Sooner or later you can kiss my polo
Sorry gay boy, but no h*mo!
(haha haha ha ha ha ha ha haaa) [Hook] Lord Have Mercy & pity on your son
From what I once was to what I have become
Lord Have Mercy, L L L Lord Have Mercy
Lord Have Mercy and pity on your son