CS - Real Rappers Anonymous lyrics

Intro: [Lord Dave Bradley] We are gathered here today... No no, f*ck that I want you "rappers" to either step your bars up Or step the f*ck down This is the #MoneyWave Man cut the bulls*t Verse: [C$] What's the damage, i'll manage who's f*cking with me P**sy n**as say they're better i'm yelling like come and get me Cutting them off like a severance i'm beheading it Real n***s up in my section no we don't peddle with Snakes fool, like damn who's mans is this They thought i would fail damn f*cking up plans and sh*t huh Never stopping me my n*gga, BET THAT Dj Don Cannon on these bars make them step back I could give a f*ck who's next jack, i got that And a n*gga f*cking with Chris Crack, we got that Damn, are you rapping or you're just mumbling Autotune croon a** n*ggas about to meet your doom Real Rappers Anonymous but they know the name Just want the money my n*gga f*ck all the hoes and fame Because the loudest in the room is probably the brokest Too busy sipping lean they can't even focus I got what it takes to reach that top spot I'm good everywhere, them n*ggas in need of hot spots Thought they had me slipping i ain't fall that was a drop shot Marathon running sh*t they jogging like some drop crotch Take a beat and float on that sh*t Haters can hold on my d*ck I'm spitting while they're still rapping about how it's froze on their wrist Money got the juice no oj You can get these bars your way like it's chipotle But don't forget for that guac my n*gga it's extra I dare a devil try to get me cut them like elektra They marvel over my sk** level a real rebel Galactus on a power grid, yeah this is our sh*t Devour sh*t This is what happens when you mix deadliest villains yeah this what power is Sippin Dusse up out the solo cup SFB 4 life but i'm flaming hot with this solo stuff More soul than some Nike shoes Crossing t's dotting i's on my p's and q's Controllable phoenix forces in all my verses Somebody get em nurses, man these boys are worthless Apocalyptic but my horseman different They're getting money, getting b*tches hitting all the switches Eeeeee why that boy so nice though Bates motel i'm going psychoo Rocking like david bowie Yeezy boosting my car dashing no Khloe Damn somebody stop me Lt. Aldo in this b*tch and yall the nazis