Raxy Rhymes - Trna Freestyle.

Realest nigga alive
The realest nigga alive, yeah
The realest nigga alive, yeah
Realest nigga alive

It feels kinda like
I went from 2 years to 23 in 3 weeks and i’m in my emotions as i speak, i’m getting weak
Seeing no hopes for the grind cause i ain’t in streets
The rahim we see is way far from his prime indeed
And i ain’t talking ‘bout no cars or hoes, just bars, and flows
My scars evoke my childhood flaws
At least i went from being that weak boy to setting bigger goals
I destroy in beats as battling my inner woes
Contеmplating how i see my levels escalating
And i havе taken an undertaking that i’ll keep on overtaking all rappers yall overrating
It ain't, an overstatement
Just wait till i will make it
I am more than patient
Got me high hopes than a first-stage cancer patient
My reputation devalues when appearing on every occasion
And every location is a steppingstone
Like i am david livingstone on exploration
My momma tears is what i hate the most
I grew up seeing that the most
Demons playing ghosts
We’ve grown broke and shariff knows
Happy to see his bro grows just to get to know that we gon’ share clothes
Had ripped shorts we had to share those, hunh
Wasn’t ‘pposed to disclose it with these bare notes, hunh
Being a pro from what god’s solitaire chose
All those highs and lows and nigga rose like some rare rose
Damn
Been bouncing back like a rubber band
Ooh yall mistaken if you thought i’m making summer jams
Stepping necks as if van dam was in summer slam
I got real moves off cam as jackie chan
Shit
Been through a lot, men deserve to make it
Approach my spot wearing my shoes and tell me if you’d take it
All solidified soldiers got they tribulations
And that keeps the plot straightened, nigga, fuck being famous
Realest nigga alive
The realest nigga alive
The least nigga alive, yeah
The realest nigga alive, yeah x2

With this music, i done experienced lotta traitors
Who fake to be your friends while inside they are ya haters
We hustlers by nature how the fuck you even hate us
Saw, momma grind for bread, i just wanna buy her acres, son
Still underground floor like a denominator
It’s staircase one, where i’m from no elevators
When lights go off, it’s the candles, no generators
Then we pissed off hearing sounds from our nearest neighbors, son
You see the reason i am impregnable, unshakable, unbreakable
Fuck around and i might simply break a bone
And if i look incapable of doing so
I got these impeccable balls
Make me feel i’m ‘pposed to ruin somn’
I ain’t a criminal but hate subliminals
Anything in front of me might stick it to your genitals
When i’m to be defensible, i get detrimental, it’s a principle
Temperamental cuz i got picked on and many more
Uuh
I was slimmer, and i wasn’t vigor but promised myself that i would hit back like adolf hitler when i get bigger
When i got injured iodine tincture was the elixir
Pain lingers longer than a coma due to seizures, nigga
I’ll be a public figure, i see six figures
I acknowledge the hate by raising up middle fingers
My pen is a pain killer
Off the den’s a reigning simba
I’m the main nigga to paint the bigger picture nigga