Real Mc Lyrics

Real Mc - Modenine

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Money in the air change the weather in the club

We making rain after the drizzle we getting robbed

Nipped in the bud, black eye (pea)

Where is the love?

You a dove and I'ma run through your whole roster

Chat poop and get banged, Vardy, Diego Costa

We converse constellations, we All-Stars

On my checklist lobster posh cars

Making friends who been rich since dutch marks

Swiss account holders, Italiano suites with the broad shoulders

Walking like they money move boulders

They gon' need decoders to crack the cipher

I'm here 'til I get a shot state of mind of a sniper

I come clean, you don't even have to bleep the lines

Still positive after jumping over the equal sign

Breaking laws of mathematics with a lethal rhyme

Now you see your weak foundation needs to he redesigned

The third time's a charm, a hat-trickulation

I throw my cap in the air like it's a graduation

And it disappears, I ain't trying to do the smoney dance

I'ma sit back and watch another dummy rant

Everybody rocking funny pants wanna rap man

This a horror movie you the token Blackman

You in your feelings and it eats you like a Pacman

Mode here to stay longer than Charlie from the Gap band

And now they wanna holler back man

I got goons with wolverine claws like Hugh Jackman

Stabbing my foes in the back like Steffi Graf fans

Steeplechasing and hurdling

R.I.P every single beat that I'll be murdering

With blood-curdling wordplay, it's your earth day

Rappers are gassed in the worst way

I don't touch 'em, I just give 'em a whiff of the lethal nerve spray