[Verse 1]
Rappers! Let's rap today
People wanna hate but that's okay!
You have to stay true! Never be false
Some rappers need to know their own faults
Take a little break you haters, you might be ill
I make these beats, i've got tha skill
Better with the beat. More with the heat
Please stop with this heat I can't breathe
Rappers got one job, to make a banger
I hate to say but you haters never got the picture
You've got to be bold. Haters just scold
I'm gonna fold you like a wrapper
You whack rapper!
Okay! Stop talking trash you can't be here
When i'm around the haters better have fear
Stress on the mind, you ain't got a reason
Listen up! It's Wild Wes season!

[Chorus]
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real

[Verse 2]
Give me the mic so I can take it away
ODB is the god you can't disagree
I ain't gonna hate on the 90s, *****!
How about you get out of here you little snitch
You wanna cause trouble but I ain't gotta problem
I'm at the top. The haters at the bottom
My beat is cookin'. Haters overlookin'
Haters also spookin'. Haters keep on hatin'
Wild Wes ain't gonna stop like a dork
When I spit lyrics I get fresh like a York
The only thing I hate is a brotha talking whack
If you hatin' on me you better go back! Yo!

[Chorus]
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real

[Verse 3]
People tryna hate on Wes. They must be fried
You wrote me some lyrics but I denied
Son! I ain't tryna quit like a dumb
You haters dumb. My brain is gettin' numb
Wild is the name. You got that in your brain
Stop wit ya tone, it's driving me insane
I'm sick. Ill. I came to get a thrill
Gotta lotta haters that ain't got skill

[Chorus]
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real
Be real. For real, be real