Urltv Real Deal Vs Money Bagz Lyrics
Real Deal Vs Money Bagz by URLtv
[Round 3: Real Deal]
He said that I'm Joe DiMaggio, well I guess I'ma catch a body
You wrong, I'm from Pittsburgh so I beat New York and walk off like Mazeroski
Now let's keep it real, your whole life, you're gonna be nothing but a certified goon
You sleep on your mother's couch all day, will be lucky if you surface by noon
You have no skills, no trade and a hamburger's IQ
You wanna know what's some gangster ass shit though? Paying bills and working my dude!
Question, Technique, how many underground rappers really live off rap?
I mean that young goon shit's cute but when you 30 with a kid you gon' live off that?
Imagine him in a job interview in a seating area, dressed all gangster, waiting
"C'mon in and have a seat Timothy I have some questions about your application
Umm, it says here Experience?, you put 'Pause'
Race and work? you put "Other"
Emergency Contacts? you put 'Word to my mother'
And no offence Tim you really seem like a stand up guy
But 'Address?' you put 'Jamaica, Queens stand up.' "Why?"
References? 'Team Homi'
Desired salary? Oh, 'Loyalty over money'"
That's when he turns to look at the other interviewer like, "Boy he seems like a dummy."
Then he says, "Okay, I think we're 'bout done, we can wrap this meeting up
The door's out to your left don't call us, we'll be in touch."
I mean let's be real, you're not going to make a career out of being a battle MC
So I recognize real that's why I have a degree
All that shit you do for Team Homi and you ain't seen a cent
It's time to cut the riff raff Riff Raff and go from G's to gents
Since you mention my degree, Swave's on that karate steez
So you and your associates gon' bow to your masters
You told your chick you had to dip cause you was down with the bachelors
She called you, "gay" so you tried to doctor it (doctorate) after
Asking for a three way scene
The only dude to go to Brooklyn Academy strictly for PH.d
He said that I'm Joe DiMaggio, well I guess I'ma catch a body
You wrong, I'm from Pittsburgh so I beat New York and walk off like Mazeroski
Now let's keep it real, your whole life, you're gonna be nothing but a certified goon
You sleep on your mother's couch all day, will be lucky if you surface by noon
You have no skills, no trade and a hamburger's IQ
You wanna know what's some gangster ass shit though? Paying bills and working my dude!
Question, Technique, how many underground rappers really live off rap?
I mean that young goon shit's cute but when you 30 with a kid you gon' live off that?
Imagine him in a job interview in a seating area, dressed all gangster, waiting
"C'mon in and have a seat Timothy I have some questions about your application
Umm, it says here Experience?, you put 'Pause'
Race and work? you put "Other"
Emergency Contacts? you put 'Word to my mother'
And no offence Tim you really seem like a stand up guy
But 'Address?' you put 'Jamaica, Queens stand up.' "Why?"
References? 'Team Homi'
Desired salary? Oh, 'Loyalty over money'"
That's when he turns to look at the other interviewer like, "Boy he seems like a dummy."
Then he says, "Okay, I think we're 'bout done, we can wrap this meeting up
The door's out to your left don't call us, we'll be in touch."
I mean let's be real, you're not going to make a career out of being a battle MC
So I recognize real that's why I have a degree
All that shit you do for Team Homi and you ain't seen a cent
It's time to cut the riff raff Riff Raff and go from G's to gents
Since you mention my degree, Swave's on that karate steez
So you and your associates gon' bow to your masters
You told your chick you had to dip cause you was down with the bachelors
She called you, "gay" so you tried to doctor it (doctorate) after
Asking for a three way scene
The only dude to go to Brooklyn Academy strictly for PH.d