So many peeps say they real
but quick to get ya killed
if its all about the price of dolla bills
im so real that ive seen triple images of me
in the mirror
shake my head n the myself
comes nearer
warning me of all future n past enemies
they try to bring ya down
but i beat them with my mind
not a gat fool
cuz i aint got time
to pay a fool
yea Emperor Julius still reigning from his throne
even though he dead n gone
under Romes
law crack the jaws
on that ***** lady liberty she
got every
body in a frenzy enemies come  hidden
ever since i took a bite
of forbidden
fruit try to focus on loot
through my wicked thoughts
in my mental chutes
no clue
what it is with my bids?
cant talk to the police
cuz they just wanna see ya grease
either laid up in a cell or dead
so i gotta depend on my closest homies instead
but then again
they all blowin in the wind
through thick n sin
and maybe one day the world reunite to the reals
heal her wounds
n maybe the Lord will grin again