Artist: Merkules Album: The Real Picture (S) Song: The Real Picture Typed by: AZ Lyrics Yeah It's like they still don't get it, do they? 2014 It's been killing you inside, I can see that Where's the bottles, where the motherfuckin' trees at? All theses hoes and they drama, I don't need that I ain't sleepin' y'all should probably take a speed nap... Yeah, I kept it real and never sold my soul I got it in my palm, the remote control It really ain't a question I know for sure The drama, the bullshit, I won't condone I'm better than I've ever been, ahead of all the veterans I came here to get my check [?] Reppin' devils on my head again I'm feelin' like I'm still up next and I won't stop Until I'm getting what I came for, this is what I'm made for Chillin' with these women, got em thinking that I make porn Hit it and get paid more, livin' like a villain I ain't in it for these lame whores, nah Imma live my life, put in this work til I get my stripes You're lookin' at Merk like he did alright But I'm still tryina do it and I won't think twice Under ridicule, hit em with the syllables Kill em every minute, I've been living under sin it's true A little bit of spirit in my lyrics, I'm invincible I don't need appearance, when they hear it imma get it through Ah! Now I got em all mad, notice how they all try to follow my path They wanna bring me down so I gotta fight back And I did it on my own you ain't got it like that Listen homie this is what it is I know that in the mornin' I'll be feelin' like shit So lets take a second, pour out a lil' liquor I do this for my people do you get the real picture I'm pourin' a drink Yeah I played the court and I didn't move up I take the course and I didn't lose once They paid me short and try'd to get a few bucks But the game is more than just an interview, bruh So I keep it chill and real humble When they see me still they all mumble I don't give a fuck, I been swinging through the jungle I made a few bucks now I'm tryina make a double, Rah I don't a rapper tryina tell me how to rap I can see em waiting I can hear em in the back Jealousy's a bitch, but you got em all whipped I stepped on stage and saw they all pissed I got a little buzz so they hop on my dick Thought it couldn't get worse til' they copied my shit But it ain't about the money I don't gotta get rich I'm drunk at the bar and I'm talkin' like shit Listen homie this is what it is I know that in the mornin' I'll be feelin' like shit So lets take a second, pour out a lil' liquor I do this for my people do you get the real picture I'm pourin' a drink Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet Bottles full, blunts lit, I ain't even started yet