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Mic Gold - Bring Back the Real Lyrics



Mic Gold - Bring Back the Real Lyrics




Don't fux
Wit the phony type
Only deal wit
Real mob ties
Wet em up
Get baptized
Ballin
Like Kobe
In his prime
Dem
I don't know them guys
Not my type
Not my kind
Press that button
Like decline
Let off
Roll out
Optimus Prime
These niggas
Ain't on my level
Demon time
Like the devil
These niggas Capp
I'm a rebel
Can you dig it
Like a shovel
These niggas Capp
These niggas fake
I can ya shakin
Like cashis clay
Turn em to ashes
In my ash tray
40 blow
Like her name Kim K
I don't go Greenlight
Til it's ok
Turn the whole place red
Like olay
You like games
Let's play
Put ya hands up
Like Simon say

Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to be the real me Preme verse

Tic
Tac
Toe
Here we go,
Next man up
And I'm coming to kill the flow.
Last dragon on the track
Shonuff I got the glow,
Putting you underground
With no coming back for sure.
Lyrical
Trend setter
Who's been better than most,
Killed my career
And started
Writing like a ghost.
Frightening to most
Can't believe he still got it,
From way down town
You can count it
After I shot it.
Red light green light 123,
You might like games
But don't play them with me.
Cause if you play them with me
Its gonna be a mystery,
A lyrical suicide
Going down in history.
To the dearly departed
The real
And that hard shit,
Keep them jumping around
Like a party
Up in a mosh pit.
Me
And my whole squad sick
Covid -19,
Ain't nobody
Spitting it
Harder than my team.

Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to be the real me Preme verse
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English

Don't fux
Wit the phony type
Only deal wit
Real mob ties
Wet em up
Get baptized
Ballin
Like Kobe
In his prime
Dem
I don't know them guys
Not my type
Not my kind
Press that button
Like decline
Let off
Roll out
Optimus Prime
These niggas
Ain't on my level
Demon time
Like the devil
These niggas Capp
I'm a rebel
Can you dig it
Like a shovel
These niggas Capp
These niggas fake
I can ya shakin
Like cashis clay
Turn em to ashes
In my ash tray
40 blow
Like her name Kim K
I don't go Greenlight
Til it's ok
Turn the whole place red
Like olay
You like games
Let's play
Put ya hands up
Like Simon say

Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to be the real me Preme verse

Tic
Tac
Toe
Here we go,
Next man up
And I'm coming to kill the flow.
Last dragon on the track
Shonuff I got the glow,
Putting you underground
With no coming back for sure.
Lyrical
Trend setter
Who's been better than most,
Killed my career
And started
Writing like a ghost.
Frightening to most
Can't believe he still got it,
From way down town
You can count it
After I shot it.
Red light green light 123,
You might like games
But don't play them with me.
Cause if you play them with me
Its gonna be a mystery,
A lyrical suicide
Going down in history.
To the dearly departed
The real
And that hard shit,
Keep them jumping around
Like a party
Up in a mosh pit.
Me
And my whole squad sick
Covid -19,
Ain't nobody
Spitting it
Harder than my team.

Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to bring the real back
Trying to be the real me Preme verse
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