Bruh, Nah

[Verse 1]
Allow me to introduce myself
I'm that stone-cold, cold-heart, hard-heart, hard-AF
Hard hat, swag-back, back-talking, walking, jacking
Plaque-popping, heart-stopping gangsta pimp playa (FACTS)
Flow cold as blizzards, Jack the Ripper when I'm in the stu'
Pickles, boy, I've battled wizards; what you think you 'bout to do?
My MO is an M-O-B of GIs, Gs, and dollars, too
All this not trusting government's got me looking like Lao Tzu
Shout out the green, Vietcong the Vietnamese
Got that Spyro on deck, inspired by promethazine
Call it XXL the source, like Jet Blue and do not look horses
In the mouth, ask 'em, "Why the long face?" They'll give willingly
I'm on a roll, no self-control
Blowing off steam with methamphetamine
Shout out the green, shout out the green
Had to repeat myself 'cause you ain't catch both things I mean

[Chorus 1]
Thought you was ready for the real? Nah
Have any chill with my skills? Nah
Never make it, leave Ma paying bills? Nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah [x2]

[Verse 2]
This is rebellion
Rastafarianism
Half as far of a schism as 1054 within him
An alien within the system
Overseeing the illumination of the nation's admiration
Demons face them, battle stations get them, Jah
And middle finger to the beaten path
Beaten path? Bruh, I've beaten that
Be in that trap, I'm beasting that
Beauty and the Jash
Swag-surfing the stream of double consciousness
Then head to the train station of thought to lay some tracks
I'm coasting, La Cosa Nostra, that's what I call this life
Saxophone in the back, Bohemia in my mind
Blow trees in the lyric-ales, got no guidance from a counselor
No guidance from parentals, just 'bellion-inspiring strife
But, what if Martin King Luther had these Supras?
Chased cougars? Grabbed the mic and spit truth, or
Huey Newton was usually aloof unless shooting hoops, or...
...You know what? I'm tired, you tired; let's call it a night

[Chorus 2]
Thought you was ready for the real? Nah
Have any chill with my skills? Nah
Never make it, leave Ma paying bills? Nah
Nah nah nah, nah nah nah
Thought you was ready for the real? Nah
Have any chill with my skills? Nah
If this don't flip that frown do I know what then will? Nah
Ladies and gentlemen, Ben Schnier
Go

[Instrumental Break]

[Outro]
I thought we was cool, I thought we was fam
But you still don't know who I am