Em3rge - Real killa [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

My chains are made of real gold, im brave and bold, you never knew about me and you never had been told, my veins are ice cold, i put these niggas in that vice hold, it was that dead body that i sold, that ebay shit, these niggas dont even give me a tip, i reload that gun with a 100 round clip, every fucking night i trip, lips to lips with your bitch, bring her back to my crib ill show her a real man, a real killa

Im a real killa, im a real killa, ask these niggas whose the illest. im a real killa, im a real killa, ask these niggas whose the real killa

Purple pills not purple hills, im working on a new album while you working behind the till, im on a kill, you ask me to pay the fucking bills, i spit better bars than drake, lil wayne and other niggas like meek mill, i blow these niggas away like a windmill. you stuck in a cell, you starving and desperate i can tell, i shoot you dead with one shot to your body, you steal your rhymes from hardy... well at least you stole it from the best

Im a real killa, im a real killa, ask these niggas whose the illest. im a real killa, im a real killa, ask these niggas whose the real killa

Real killa im the best, bang bang hit you in the chest, i could tell you were a wimp, you even cried over those blood tests. as i hit him with that gun shot then i watch his body rot, bitches my flow is so hot, knock knock on your door, head planted in the floor, then i fucking break your jaw

Im a real killa, im a real killa, ask these niggas whose the illest. im a real killa, im a real killa, ask these niggas whose the real killa

Real killa... im the illest... real killa... im the realest
Real killa... im the illest... real killa... im the realest
Real killa... im the illest... real killa... im the realest
Real killa... im the illest... real killa... im the realest