Non Fiction (Explicit)

Non Fiction (Explicit) - Mausberg

Aiyo sax dog let's break they backs my ni**a

Ni**a y'all ain't ready for non-fic

Real niggas grab yo dick and let 'em know that we ain't with the bullshit

Real niggas on the rise

And when I get to busting yo eyes with the bomb don't be surprised

Black tec affiliate rider with high spirits

Any track presented prepare for me to kill it realism

Realism blowing a l of the bomb-ism

Mausberg be in the lab with the eel-ism

Who wanna test me bring it to the streets dog

Lyrical vet optional cuz I'm a real hog

I'm from the streets and we don't take that sh*t

Black fist to your grill on some bust-your-lip sh*t

I take it personal

Money murder and business

I'm a hell of a shot I put a slug in your eye lenses

Don't get me twisted with these rap punks

I'm a ride pump and I dump and leave ya body in the trunk

Mausberg

Non-fiction real wired g's keeping it filthy

Names have been changed to protect tecs who guilty

We on the main line ducking one-time when it's crunch time

Feel the wrath of a gauge if you touch mine

Yo real niggas real sh*t true story

We want the money f**k the fame and the glory

We on the main line ducking one-time when it's crunch time

Feel the wrath of my gauge if you touch mine

Kaboom make room as I consume the tune

We mashing like mack trucks through sand dunes

Niggas in this rap game is doomed give 'em pink slips

You's a actor character cartoon

I'm rolling with the realest

Chicks wave your hands and niggas pop your fists if you mothef**kers feel this

The home of the scandalous where you ride or die

Ni**a f**k the scrilla south central los angeles

F**k the fame and the glory

We ain't got sh*t to prove fool these are non-fiction stories

Gunshot wounds so deep like battle scars

Gangbang affiliated like behind bars

Giving a toss to all those that die

Sunday nights g'd up in yo ride

Deleting the aliases of a few

Got me plaeding the fifth these stories are true

Non-fiction real wired g's keeping it filthy

Names have been changed to protect tecs who guilty

We on the main line ducking one-time when it's crunch time

Feel the wrath of a gauge if you touch mine

Yo real niggas real sh*t true story

We want the money f**k the fame and the glory

We on the main line ducking one-time when it's crunch time

Feel the wrath of my gauge

I represent the block where they pop-lock

Pack glocks with red dots and taking over your spot

The berg the black villain

Killing for the respect of the gang

Bang only for the money I ain't f**king with no chump change

Respect a ni**a when you see me rued up rued up

And same thing for sax when blewed up

Black tec casino dog we be the illest

West coast gangster sh*t we be the realest

Kill 'em all dog

Y'all niggas making me mad

The sh*t you coming with we done re-flipped and been had

Got the talents of nostradamus

Predict niggas would bite it

Now you lying and denying it stop trying it

I'm on some dub-s gangster sh*t

Niggas showing they true colors and get dealt with

From the bottom to the top two hit rocks

Never hollywood

Bringing the drama to your nearest neighborhood yeah