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The Last Real MF
by Antwon Da Don
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Yeah
Let it be known nigga
The boss of all bosses
Makavelli
The last real mother fucker alive
The last real mother fucker alive
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
1991 the last real motherfucker was born
I see death around the corner
Is it my time to be mourned
Sitting in my dorm room, just staring at the door
Got the blade in my pocket the gun cocked in the draw
I guess I’m paranoid
Deaths coming for me maybe by one of my boys
That’s tryna make a come up homie
I gotta stay poised
In case they run up with the toys
Gotta watch my back
Incase they trying to act
Deaths gunna get us all whether your white or you're black
Or if your rhymes are tight or really not all that
I’m up late at night not doing any right
Just avoiding a dirt nap during the peak of my height
I’m not ready to earn my wings and take flight
A devil on this earth to be an angel in the afterlife
At birth I was cursed to grab the mic
And write these verses that share my insight
I’m the last real motherfucker right
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
I’m the last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker alive
Call me crazy
Really whats real it's getting harder to tell
Real recognize real but all the real niggas fell
They getting knocked off or getting thrown in a cell
Stop squealing to the piggies or ill send you to hell
The realest goes biggie pac pun eazy and l
Order doesn’t matter when a funeral rings bells
Sitting in my room and I'm twisting up an el
Thinking back on better days while I'm planning to rebel
Kicking back writing letters blazed send em to myself
Dear Anthony,
Do you wish you were someone else
P.s. all this negativity’s bad for your health
Well I’m living in captivity chained to my wealth
I’m surrounded by activity that doesn’t wish me well
Niggas acting all finicky they tryna bring me down
Yet I’ll never walk timidly inside of my town
Bitch nigga get at me you know where I can be found
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
I’m the last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker alive
Call me crazy
It’s all good
But I’m a soldier I’ll always survive
I constantly come back
The only thing that can kill me is death
That’s the only thing that can ever stop me is death
And even then my music is gon' live forever
Yeah
Let it be known nigga
The boss of all bosses
Makavelli
The last real mother fucker alive
The last real mother fucker alive
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
1991 the last real motherfucker was born
I see death around the corner
Is it my time to be mourned
Sitting in my dorm room, just staring at the door
Got the blade in my pocket the gun cocked in the draw
I guess I’m paranoid
Deaths coming for me maybe by one of my boys
That’s tryna make a come up homie
I gotta stay poised
In case they run up with the toys
Gotta watch my back
Incase they trying to act
Deaths gunna get us all whether your white or you're black
Or if your rhymes are tight or really not all that
I’m up late at night not doing any right
Just avoiding a dirt nap during the peak of my height
I’m not ready to earn my wings and take flight
A devil on this earth to be an angel in the afterlife
At birth I was cursed to grab the mic
And write these verses that share my insight
I’m the last real motherfucker right
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
I’m the last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker alive
Call me crazy
Really whats real it's getting harder to tell
Real recognize real but all the real niggas fell
They getting knocked off or getting thrown in a cell
Stop squealing to the piggies or ill send you to hell
The realest goes biggie pac pun eazy and l
Order doesn’t matter when a funeral rings bells
Sitting in my room and I'm twisting up an el
Thinking back on better days while I'm planning to rebel
Kicking back writing letters blazed send em to myself
Dear Anthony,
Do you wish you were someone else
P.s. all this negativity’s bad for your health
Well I’m living in captivity chained to my wealth
I’m surrounded by activity that doesn’t wish me well
Niggas acting all finicky they tryna bring me down
Yet I’ll never walk timidly inside of my town
Bitch nigga get at me you know where I can be found
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker Alive
Call me Crazy
The last real mother fucker
I’m the last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker
The last real mother fucker alive
Call me crazy
It’s all good
But I’m a soldier I’ll always survive
I constantly come back
The only thing that can kill me is death
That’s the only thing that can ever stop me is death
And even then my music is gon' live forever