Real Eyes

You're talking loud and saying nothing for the dollars
You're better off quitting, start working blue collar
Lord Quas up in the place, slapping out your phony
Y'all niggas is playin' like pimp sessions with tenderoni
When y'all suckers gonna learn how this rap shit goes?
I hate it when a fake nigga try to nose
Rap about his clothes and fake sad stories and hoes
How he shot up his rival foes
Like I ain't heard that story before
I had it up to here with the black on black
Cause that shit is worse than a Klan attack
Some niggas brain lack common sense
Common knowledge and confidence
We tryna put a stop to your wack incompetence
Once we come through
Once we come through ain't no stopping this
Repeat, once we come through ain't no stopping this
I roll through like we're someone on the curb
So niggas better be alert when I insert, you better

Y'all got me sure to learn after self-destruction
Sucking, negativity like a human suction
Quasimoto crew bring the eruption
So what's up when we release the verbal dumping
Y'all talking loud plus y'all saying nothing?
Oh y'all wild now
You tryna wild out like David Ruffin?
Oh, then some niggas let the money control their soul
And flip their goals and end up in holes
Some niggas is using this art form like jazz music
It don't matter to some rappers
They just wanna make a money plan and clock figures
We tryna climb ladders, you talkin' 'bout pulling triggers
Talking 'bout your life don't matter here
When we roll through see the Quasimoto auxiliary
Lord Quas, father of invention, you mention we
The beat conductor, hit you like high consciousness
Niggas feeling envy when they be watching us