The Real and the Raw - M-Dot, Jaysaun, Snowgoons

Pay hommage to the God

Jaysaun

M-Dot (M-Dot)

Okay (Jaysaun)

The real and the raw

Snowgoons, let’s go

M-Dot!

It’s clear to me these dudes ain’t breathing the same air as me

Apparently my clarity is bringing fans near to me

Show to show severity, don’t you know it’s wearing me

But I keep grinding on my hopes inherently

Coldest flow in Seven Seas, wrote this soul of seventies

Go for broke, I’m bending knees

Hold the hope of friends in need

The hardest working inserting no burden

Will burden the verdict, diverted the vermin and murdered the circuit

Biting emcees talk a lot of shit

Bottle splits, hollow tips, model chicks love to swallow dick

Me?

I don’t bother with, barely acknowledge it

Only thing I ever bit?

My bottom lip

Literally I am the epitome homes

Acclaimed critically downloaded digitally

Known from London to Italy

I slaughter these lamb ass niggas lyrically hypothetically realistically

The trees glistening, the cocaine crystally

And I am viciously controlling Boston officially

They say you Jaysaun?

I am, I am

Two truths: I don’t take the stand, to bare love’s hand

I’m no rat and I don’t wear no wires

I rain fire, bitch niggas gotta call me sire

You okay with them punchlines

But I would devour your whole career in a lunch line at crunchtime

You just nibble on your rappers, I munch mine

You chew 'em too long, I eat a bunch at one time

I’m Walter Payton Ricky Williams combined

Blowing weed at the NFL come by to unwind

You the type to be unsigned with hype

For so long you could’ve blown but never really quite

Doing it ten years and that shit ain’t right

So I’m cutting off the light, goodnight, it’s all over

It’s an automatic slaughter, caught 'em walking, talking louder

Nah I caught em, pop n' locked and rocked the noggin out of order, listen

Been dope since the thin rope tied my tummy

Write music for my fans not the pride of money

Building the career until the ceiling interfere

I breath out knowledge, put the healing in the air

Appealing with the sneer, noticed internationally

Dealing with the fear, haters focusing on passing me

Talk a lot of this and that, acting like their pistol claps

Acting like aristocrats, fact is that they’re missing facts

I pen my soul, they spend their dough

My flow’s frozen like ten below

The best in the game, best invest in the name

Yes I’m destined for fame, rest get left in the rain (M-Dot)

Best believe the hype, I’ll lead riots till the hopeless can see the light