Separated (Real from the Fake) (Clean) - Havoc

We all gathered here today to say goodbye to the lies bitch

Hammer hit a nigga face, got him talking high pitch

Fall settle like you belong into… stilettos

You drinking the woman’s drink, I’m on that hennesey level

You sounding real sentimental, and soft in your hooks

Can’t believe how this nigga dress and get nauseous when I look

20 20 vision but had to take another look

Would have thought it was fetching like the motherfucker books

Keep, using them 48 laws wrong get murked

You used to spit bars, now you just church

Like a little bird, and most of your album is for the love birds

Such wild in, I keep it 1000

You trying new blouses,

Prove a nigga wrong, put your money where you mouth is

What happened to the principles, just style… bout shit

This is what you call beef, I’m bout to take a cowshit

Separate the real from the fake,

The fake from the real,

Wipe that little smurk off your grill

Niggas must be sniffing out the bills

I helped your fucking mind

You probably popped too many pills

And when we bring it to you

The fear run through you, and paralyze thoughts

Homie I’m too boss, you know walk a sleeping giant

But… to get dwarf

Just liability, so I gotta write you off

And toss to the side, your hide is too soft

You pussy like clitoris, you addicted to dick riding

And you can’t get off it

Turn your children to orphans

Fuck outta here, you my offspring

Gave you that life that you talking

Qb to my motherfucking coffing

Burning the sour till I’m coughing

And high as a plane, I’m just riding my lane

If it’s not broke, why fix it

Why the fuck would I change?

Spit the shit that go inside of nigga thang

Pictures all me, and my crib, cause I’m the thing

Tired of impostors, take them off the rosters

Then I’ll be at your door, with the motherfucking choppers

Separate the real from the fake,

The fake from the real,

Wipe that little smurk off your grill

Niggas must be sniffing out the bills

I helped your fucking mind

You probably popped too many pills

And when we bring it to you

You wouldn’t probably do is squeal.