Separated (Real from the Fake) - Havoc

We all gathered here today to say goodbye to the lies bitch

Hammer hit a nigga face, got him talking high pitch

Falsetto like you belong in a pair of stilettos

You drinking a woman’s drink, I’m on that hennessy level

You sounding real sentimental, and soft in your hooks

Can’t believe how this nigga dress I get nauseous when I look

20 20 vision but had to take another look

Who would’ve thought it was fiction like the motherfucking book

Keep, using them 48 laws wrong get murked

You used to spit bars but now you just churp

Like a love bird, and most of your album is for the love birds

Son be wilding, I keep it a thousand

You trying on blouses

Prove a nigga wrong, put your money where you mouth is

What happened to the principles, your style not about shit

This is what you call beef, I’m about to take a cowshit

Separate the real from the fake

The fake from the real

Wipe that little smirk off your grill

Niggas must be sniffing out the bills

Out ya motherfucking mind

You probably popped too many pills

And when we bring it to you all you probably do is squeal

(And when we bring it to you) The fear run through you

And paralyze thoughts, homie I’m too boss

You done woke a sleeping giant prepare to get dwarfed

Just liability so I gotta write you off

And toss to the side, ya hide is too soft

You pussy like clitoris

You addicted to the dickriding and can’t get off it

Turn your children to orphans

Fuck outta here, you my offspring

Gave you that life that you talking

QB till my motherfucking coffin

Burning that sour till I’m coughin'

And high as a plane, I’m just riding my lane

It’s not broke, why fix it?

Why the fuck would I change?

Spit the shit that go inside a nigga vein

Pictures all me in my crib cause I’m vain

Tired of imposters, take 'em off the rosters

Then I be at your door with the motherfucking choppers