Verse 1 (Well.Done.Son)

I'm rollin' in my beamer, benz or bentley

I'm the most famous rapper alive, how come you never met me?
Come on, you must have seen me on the telly
I'm all beefed up, with six packs instead of belly

Grillz on my teeth, diamond necklace on my neck
Not enough pockets for the money, so I put it in a sack
I got so many cars, so instead of a garage I use a hangar

And every song I make is a $#&@ing banger
When I'm bored my pilot fly me to Bahamas
where I drink mojitos, enjoy those sexy mammas

Now I'm back to my mansion, diving in my swimming pool
And then I play pool in my swimming pool
I dont need any friends, cuz anytime I do

I just go out and buy them, "that's $#&@ing cool!" Pause
I was just being ironic
When It comes to music, your condition is acute, mine is chronic.


Chorus (Well.Done.Son & Benz)


It's the real hip-hop X4
It's da real hip-hop


Verse 2 (Benz)

I stay loyal 2 da mother$#&@en hood that raised me,

If you think you can buy me, (*##$ you must be crazy,
$#&@ da industry, you can find me in da streetz,
rollin' with my possee, rhymin' to the funky beats,

my mentality is streets, but my knowledge is my weapon,
i'm revivin' all the good %#@!, hip hop used 2 represent,
killin' ya softly like my name was L Boogie,

when i step up in the place, you can no longer move me,
This ain't a movie, but i'm still actin' stupid,
gotta rhyme, as soon as i hear the beat starts loopin'

even when it doesn't seem so, i know what i'm doin'
believe me , this the only way that i can do this,
keepin' it real, straight underground baby,

i don't kiss no $$#es, cuz i'm 2 $#&@en classy,
$#&@ da mainstream, i'm a ghetto star 4 real,
hip hop is my life, yea, you know da deal!