Audible Mainframe - Real Talk lyrics

[Verse 1] Go west young man, go west he said But don't get caught up like the rest of them Most of them turn faker then the breast-a-ses And get their head spun around like the exorcist Then you got a gang of people trying to come in ya pockets And roll up in ya hood on some Hezbollah sh** And blow up in ya crib like Katyusha rockets Then tell you there ain't nothing you can do to stop it I rabble rouse with the Oi Oi Oi You better turn the other way when you see this boy Fix ya face and reverse your joy You dont wanna be around when that sh** deploy (Mate) You better off run, chase some skirt Or kneel down prince of a god in church I got the newspaper under my shirt Nobody move nobody gets hurt [Hook] R-E-A-L T-A-L-K Real talk from Beantown to LA T-A-L-K about what's right And I never wrote a song that wasn't real in my life R-E-A-L T-A-L-K Real talk from bean town to LA T-A-L-K About what's right And I never wrote a song that wasn't real to my life [Verse 2] It's not dead, its far from that Live and kicking every time you hear an Audible Track But it gotta go back To Kool Herc where it started Take a ride on Haley's Comet, bring the mountain to Mohammad If you want to keep it living you just got to maintain Get these motherf**ing snakes off this motherf**ing plane Bang if you're a G, hustle if you're a hustler But please don't rap cause you sound like a s**a Sound like a chump and you sound like a dummy End of the day you're not taking nothing from me This life is real, you fools can't hack it You ain't built for it, you need more practice So I don't check for those who claim to let their heater blast I only buck with those bring emceeing back Back to the rhythm of the concrete vestibule Once again, back It's in the incredible [Hook] R-E-A-L T-A-L-K Real talk from Beantown to LA T-A-L-K about what's right And I never wrote a song that wasn't real in my life R-E-A-L T-A-L-K Real talk from bean town to LA T-A-L-K About what's right And I never wrote a song that wasn't real to my life [Verse 3] I'm young and brash, trying to make a buck quick Whistle at a bird maybe try and get a duck sick It's whatever fam, I'm weighing out my options That's the way I'm living, I don't think I'm ever stopping A cantankerous wise a** from Boston Playing with a band you should think about jockin Roll through your town looking fresh when we breeze Johnny Number 5 rock the dunk SB's But you won't find me in no Nike sneakers It's chocolate and salmon high top adidas J-The S style that snake skins from Nevis Jesus Christ the kids so nice Everytime you give him props you gotta give it to him twice Been buckin at the man for my whole adult life So I'm wicked with the pen like I'm wicked with the mic [Hook] R-E-A-L T-A-L-K Real talk from Beantown to LA T-A-L-K about what's right And I never wrote a song that wasn't real in my life R-E-A-L T-A-L-K Real talk from bean town to LA T-A-L-K About what's right And I never wrote a song that wasn't real to my life I never stole another man's meal in my life I never been the type to pack steal in my life I'm not the one to wheel and deal in this life I'm sorry there'll be no revolution tonight