Co$$ (Cashus King) - The Realness lyrics

Verse 1: Co$$ Cash-us, Co$$ Holla, dolla, dolla, when ya see me (?) park in your area The palm side in your...face Yo, yo, yo Land of the Latins Mutherf** scrappin' Coming from Los Angelous scandalous Where they clappin' Raw rhyme constructor I don't need an instructor or teacher To reach the pinnacle and spit that ether Either I'm real trill ill and you void, avoid truth Like John was Co$$ and Troy was blue Not true Sleepwalking is not you Nin-jitsu then hotchoo bless you Got moves like Shannon Brown Hand on the rock your man is down Got bruising Beyond light, drop j**els into God's hand And when he rock below the heavens make the gods dance Before I woke wasn't no joke Pistol smoke, shell casings on the floor Hell waiting for your boy And f** your love I get joy from my own life's existence I'm a Laker, no love for the Celtics or the Pistons You more like a Clipper f** what you think The kind of n***a that drink the same water you piss in I be on a mission Like gangsters in the city when they twist a n***a cap back Blap with the bisquit, black with the fist raised Had a big mouth since the fifth grade Never had a master or no sensei All you n***as BS, all you n***as regress Run up on me, n***a you gonna meet d**h I put on the side palm, murk park Firearms murk ya'll, words'll burn ya down Take your skirts off, word up Bring them s**a n***as murder Lil homies stick the herb up Reppin' for the section throw the turf up Ya'll n***as do this cause you can and I do this 'cause I'm destined Livin' in this wild wild western society Don't believe these n***as 'cause they lyin G Telling ya'll the real, thats what I be doin Yup I'm telling ya'll the ill, cause thats what I be doin' Yo, sleepwalking through society Ain't no iller style as he