Intro
Bamba clat, finna know what a bad man things,me I'll murder ya arse

Verse 1
I'm reppin myself ain't nobody be raising my flag
I'm backing myself cause they couldn't I'll say it again
I'm backing myself cause they couldn't I ain't got no friends
Hanging with Slimes I'll be leading the one with plan

I'm seeing death that's the reapers face
All in my face, I ask what's next, I wore my killer face,all in this stage I want no TECH or a razor blade my words my aid,want no vest,this that M.E.L, I came to sell

Murder cases niggas always trapping
Poppin off and snitching while they rappin'
Some are capping claiming catching bodies
Dry snitching turned into religion
Persistent some are losing optimism
Truthfully it's fucking the vision
Last time I checked this ain't the mission
It's a fantasy,it ain't reality

It's real outchea,niggas really kill outchea,niggas really die outchea,this ain't culture, you'll lose your brain outchea, thinking the streets got you, they will find you, shit be real outchea , 035 culture,the gang outchea,my girl be bad outchea×2

Chorus ×2
It's real outchea, people really kill outchea, catch you in your sleep pop ya
It's real outchea people really build outchea
Some don't care bout you
It's real outchea slip than you trip gotcha
Things I've seen partner, it's real outchea,shit been real outchea, everything Real outchea

Verse 2
Some are building for the future children
I'm just hoping that I build it in a minute
If I do achieve it I'll be representing
All my people that love me and do good

Evil doers niggas turn to shooters
Cause they want that moola
Niggas think they cooler
When they do something
And say it in their songs
Just to build a rap with another rep

What happened to Melly
Happened to Thug
Some of my niggas wanna be thugs
Some of my sister's they just need a hug
Hanging with punks that play with guns
Some of my sister's be hanging with thugs
Some of my sister's be gracious with love
Some of my niggas are dying for love
Some of my niggas are killing for trust

That Crips&Bloods ,pimps and thugs
Wadup Cuz, Wassup Slime
Doing time,it ain't my time,you just in time,to see what rhymes with mine, it's life it's mine, I'm doing fine in case you're wondering about my life
Everything is alright, it's Mel

Chorus ×2
It's real outchea, people really kill outchea, catch you in your sleep pop ya
It's real outchea people really build outchea
Some don't care bout you
It's real outchea slip than you trip gotcha
Things I've seen partner, it's real outchea,shit been real outchea, everything Real outchea

Outro.
(Bro where you at, I've been looking everywhere for you nigga ,we gotta get some shit done. It's been a while since I saw your ass nigga,holla at a nigga when you reach this)