This one is for my sons of bi***es
Who knows Real Lyricists runs the business
It's just me...GonZo
whats good guyz! I'm a MC and beatboxer from the east coast of canada. Everybody call me GonZo...from my people in new brunswick 2 my boyz up here in ottawa. I'm a french rapper but I try to improve my skills 2 the fullest in both french and english..as well as beatbox. I'm all about lyrical style, wordplays, flows, crazy rhyme patterns....in other words, i don't give a **** about gangsta rap...there's 2 much out there...it's all the same. I say real lyricists should be runnin the business
Story behind the song
just a reminder that hip hop is about lyrics and purpose of words...not about crystal watch, pistol shots, if u got rich through rocks NOPE!
Lyrics
GonZo – Real Lyricists (Prod. By K-Prodz \ Beat By OP Beats)
Knock knock, (scratch) Everybody drop
Duckdown cuz I got headz on lock
Man I ain’t here to play, so tell your whole block
That my Mic is cocked and fuckin ready to pop
Trust me kid, I’ve been around a lot
Switchin from bird singin to the sound of cops
Somehow with this rap shit I found a spot
Now I just can’t stop ‘til I reach the top
So y’all better be ready to bounce to this
Cuz I’m lyrically heavier than a thousand bricks
No made up shit, Y’know my rhymes are ruff
U wanna take a shot, but U ain’t hard enough
I laugh at these fake-ass tryin to bluff
Y’all just a bunch of bitches who be actin tuff
Keep in mind that when the time is up
I’ll spit you out so easily you’re eyes will blush
That’s wassup, my flow is steroid injected
Keep the volume up and get your stereo infected
I’m the man with, the biggest balls in history
Understand it, strictly, flawless victories
CHORUS (2x)
This one’s for my sons of bitches who knows real lyricists run the business
Steady quickspittin, chop and twist-it, now just gimme-da-mic and I’ll be droppin this shit
Yeah you heard it, (Uh huh) and now you learned it (What?)
It’s all about making words fit perfect
Every line each verse making sure that the purpose workin
Behind each rhyme is worth it
Cuz that’s how you win your spot
How you truly show the world what skillz you got (True That)
Stop braggin bout the things you’re not, you’re this, you’re that
Bitch you’re a diss to rap maaaan
I’m tired of that shit you drop (For Real!)
Makin me really startin to miss Tupac
See I just don’t give a fuck about you’re crystal watch, you’re pistol shots
Or how you got rich through rocks (Nope!)
You sold crack? We don’t need to know
This wanksta wack rap ain’t gonna feed your hoes
Look it’s simple, the streets don’t believe you bro
Cuz when you spit you’re tracks, people leave you’re show!
(CHORUS 2X)
This one’s for my sons of bitches who knows real lyricists run the business
Steady quickspittin, chop and twist-it, now just gimme-da-mic and I’ll be droppin this shit
(vocal scratch) Droppin this shit…. (vocal scratch) Drop (guncock) Poppin this shit
Steady quickspits, chop and twist it….you know (vocal scratch) Gonzo is droppin this shit
Don’t lose me, excuse me if I rush the pace, it’s just a phase
And i gotta lotta stuff to say…like…fuck the fakes
Give up the race, you’re shit sucks trust me just get off the stage
And stop runnin your mouth, you don’t stand a chance bro
Talkin about money like you’re chasin paper
Going all out screamin GANGSTA GANGSTA!
I’ll get you off the ground by your chains and HANG YA!
It’s GonZo…killin em like I’m John Doe
I’m comin up in this bitch now what you gonna do?
Always the right sound….never the wrong flow
Come on now don’t be actin like you don’t know
HAHA!....GonZo!....Respect….chik-a-chik-a-POP!....Yeah!
CHORUS (2x)
This one’s for my sons of bitches who knows real lyricists run the business
Steady quickspittin, chop and twist-it, now just gimme-da-mic and I’ll be droppin this shit
