They Call Me Lyrics

Lights, Camera, Action and all of that

People crowd around and they ask for his autograph

They wanna know the deal with this cat Surreal

Is it all just hype or is it mass appeal

Does he really write songs in a days time

And record in his own lab without payin' a dime

Yo i heard that his notebook filled with dope hooks

They call him the soul chef, his rhymes are slow cooked

Won a bunch of battles where nobody could see him

Now i heard he rocks a cape like a super human bein'

Legendary status on the mic apparatus

Known for his flow and microphone mathematics

Blueprint schematic, basement to attic

Rhyme, styles, concepts, flow yo he has it

Word around town is expect big things

They sayin' that surreal is the next big thing

You see they call me a star but thats not what I am (x4)

Has anyone heard from the sound providers

The word around town was those cats have retired

I heard they got a mansion and a yacht

Now they sippin' champagne, lampin' at the top

Naw i heard they motivated, and still move makin'

Posted in the lab in deep concentration

Recruited this one cat, I heard that he's nice though

Precise with his words and plus he got a nice flow

He blows a spot like the mic had nitro

And orchestrates his rhymes like an old school maestro

You're right yo

I think I heard that too

I'm startin' to get hyped yo i hope thats true

His name is Surreal and I heard that he's raw

My man seen him at a show and said he's 7 feet tall

Controllin' the crowd, like the R in his prime

And you better get ready this star's startin' to shine

You see they call me a star but thats not what I am (x4)

First things first before i start this verse

I wanna thank the most high puttin' me on earth

And makin' me a person fly with words son

I might just be the best rapper you heard from

Nice with the diction, right with the quickness

And yea i drop a verse like it's nobody's business

I've won battles and around my way

I guess I'm kind of legendary well thats what they say

I've made songs and jams for years

And got praise from my close friends, fam, and peers

And yes G, I'm down with the SP's

Cause over they beats my rhymes glide like jet skis

I'm from a dying breed called true MCs

Then we make a dope record, true indeed

When it's all said and done yea I'm raisin' the bar

But just because I make rap songs don't make me a star

You see they call me a star but thats not what I am (x4)

Word em' up (huh)

The sound providers

Surreal and the P's

True indeed

Jay Skills, Suolo, Surreal

Been too long we wakin' these cats up

And I'm out