respect me

Rap fame I like, but this judging is tough, They actin' like kings, but they ain't got the stuff. Some flexin' their rhymes, but it’s all just a show, Claimin' they hustle, but they don’t even know. I’m spittin’ real stories, no fiction in my pen, While they front like they hard, I’m just keepin' it zen. Plot twist, they missin' the heart of the grind, I’m out here grindin’, leave the fakes far behind. Respect to the game, but I see through the lies, Too many puppets, man, wearin' cheap disguise. I’m here to uplift, bring the truth to the light, While they fade in the shadows, I’m ready to fight. So step to the mic, if you think you can clash, But remember, real legends don’t need to act brash. I’m carving my path, with each verse that I spit, This rap life’s a journey, and I’m claimin' my bit.