Face the Facts

[Verse 1]
Go and face the facts
I got the punchlines that hit you in the face go and break your back
Can't take a nap, not while they sleepin' on me
Not pop this is hip-hop don't fuck with a beat that's corny
Real emcees, they gimme the rush here to make a couple of bucks
Runnin' amuck bustin' a nut up on my lady friend
Here to earn my keep no matter currency they pay me in
Church they preach, with their greed how could you not be an atheist
Still my inner light shines, it's radiant
Takin trips over the seas from France to Italy
Amazing what the music did to me, the little sixteen year old
Wishin' to go to Europe ya I made that boy proud
Now Im here to get my voice out, the message heard
Find the best spot, set up shop and get to work
Got the boys with me, old noise, voice of the city
Koi fish swimmin', more joy, toys for the kiddies
Ya'll already know, that I got what you need
With Napalm steady droppin' the beats the shit is magic
We'll make you happy that you're livin on this planet
Imitation, listen baby, only one of me standin' it's Robbie G

[Verse 2]
Yeh, watch me flex on a beat, the next to beat
You think you next to me without the recipe
Hard work mixed with dedication, passion
Preparation, training, maintainin', never stayin' passive
I passed tests, cash cheques, mad vexed at these up and coming never done a thing type rappers
Actin' like they wanna be the king type rappers
But all they wanna do is fuckin' sing, try rap first
Get your bars tight, stop fabricatin' that you lived a hard life
When you are white and never had to deal with the oppression of blacks
I'm just givin' you the lessons and facts
If I hear another gun bar, by someone who never held a gun
Let alone own one car, livin' at home, on their front yard, I'll pull their card
They can joke all day, but I'm one dark knight, harsh reality
If I'm a star, then I'm far outta the galaxy
Can't kill me still I try and peel the cap off on my salary
So I can do numbers that are infinite
Hip-hop I'm happy you're alive I can't live with this, word up

[Verse 3]
There comes a time, in every mans life where he's gotta handle shit up on his own
There comes a time, in every mans life where he's gotta handle shit up on his own
The apple don't fall to far from the tree
That's why I got this hunger in me
The appetite to get it, took some bad advice and listened
Learned my lesson now I'm back and twice as driven
Have to sacrifice the life I'm livin'
Despite the fact that I don't like religion
I don't discriminate or eliminate that he might've risen
Listen to the signs it's fine by me
If you don't agree with the things my eyes see
Time flies, and the minds my key
To stay connected not using a wi-fi stream
I get high, buy weed, get an ounce a week
Smoked out, make my bed and I lay me down to sleep, peace God