The Realest

Verse 1) I'm the realest in the game, call me Lil Rye Spitting fire on the mic, watch me amplify BPM at 145, I'm setting the pace No one can keep up, I'm running this race I hustle hard, grinding every single day Making moves, stacking paper, no time to play My lyrics so sick, they infect your mind Lil Rye bringing the heat, one of a kind I'm the king of this rap game, I wear the crown Flow so smooth, I make heads spin around With every verse, I paint a vivid picture My words hit hard, they leave a lasting fixture (Verse 2) I'm the lyrical genius, spitting bars so tight Lil Rye on the mic, shining so bright BPM at 145, I'm on a different level My rhymes hit hard, they make the bass tremble I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top No one can stop me, I'll never drop I'm a force to be reckoned with, a true MC Lil Rye bringing the heat, setting it free I'm the definition of hustle, I never back down I'm a heavyweight, watch me wear the crown 16 bars ain't enough to contain my flow Lil Rye, the rap game's MVP, you already know