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what the hell - on the real كلمات الأغنية

alright!

[repeated sampled hook]
(see that’s being for real, as of now)
(for real though)
[verse 1] madchild

no need to flex ‘cause i wrecks with the lyrical throw down
a showdown, with me you’ll need a miracle
rip on the flipside, spin the wheel of fortune
swarming like a bunch of [?]
culture shock is scorching
writing what i’m writing then enliven with my pick
i’ll shish kebab your -ss like a piranha on a stick
quick to inject the vinyl venom in your system
got a lot of problems, i’ll be p-ssed if i need to list them
your style sucks d-ck, um, your crew sucks d-ck
you’re sucking so much i’m about to c-m quick
i sp-nk from the junk that you think is hunky-dory
f-cking punk, your funky stories from the kiddy category
i knocked your socks off. (you know it)
made you f-feel bad, but i’m glad i got my rocks off
wannabes are going to see me and what they should be
could be they’re trying to battle shane b
would be senseless like a game of 52 pickup
i could slide and ride the rhythm even if i got the hiccups
stick up your hands ‘cause i’m taking you forever, then you’re gone
and i’ll say “thanks a lot”
i’m pulling your leg if i say i know just how you feel
and that’s on the real

[repeated sampled hook]
(see that’s being for real, as of now)
(for real though)

[repeated samples]
{that’s on the real}
(yes, it’s on the real)
{i said, that’s on the real}
(yes, it’s on the real)
{that’s on the real}
(yes, it’s on the real)
{i said, that’s on the real}
(see that’s being for real, as of now)

[verse 2]

rev up the reel, my rhymes are on idol
speaking for real on the rhythm, check the t-tle
i think they make you [?] facts, jack
you never see me front because i always watch my back
attack, black [?] beast when i release, my pressure
yes sir, you the second guesser, professor
no lesser, listen to my lesson
put up your hands please don’t question my ability
facilities, i rock to a tee
don’t blame me for casualties
what’s it got to do with me?
nothing honey
come on, money
no fun. what’s up? is it that time of the month?
what? [?]
you can sing to this but all i have to do is b-tt
hey mister, get out the picture, i mean get out the frame
show you why i can’t get my name to you
d-mn, my man, are you really gonna step on my shoes
even though they’re no suede, you be singing me the blues
[?] took it
look at, give it here, give it back
gimme, gimme never gets
shut up you backseat riders, i’m at the wheel
and i ain’t from the hill, but i can still be real

[repeated sampled hook]
(see that’s being for real, as of now)
(for real though)

- what the hell

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