Recognize N Realize

Lyrics

[Bassline: DJ Slice] [Chorus: Phantasm, U.G., and Sample with Scratches by DJ Slice] What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealing with real guys "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealing with real guys "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" [Verse 1: Phantasm] U.G., let me set this, microphone-check this, and bless this And reminisce: Sour Patch and five-cent Fish And fast food. I'll blast dude if he wants static Straight to the attic for the automatic From high school, learned the golden rule: to pack tools And wear jewels and not be played for the fool Every week, brand-new kicks on my feet 'Cause down the block, I sold more rocks than beat Guess and Lo from head to toe Can't forget my Cherry Jeep, then I got my G.E.D Mama Chumps, flipping 'cause I got left back Didn't know, I had the skills for this record contract Now the whole damn block Is trying to sound like me 'cause I emcee And stay flavor like lollipops and charms And blow up spots like napalm bombs in Vietnam [Verse 2: U.G.] Yo, I hold heat like the beach sand on Baywatch And spray Glocks like corrupt transit cops and keep a shot proof Under my puffy North Face 'goose When I walk the deuce, sipping overproof Getting misty visions of getting stuck for my papes like my name was Biggie Therefore, my trigger finger stays itchy My index set to squeeze at my enemies That's jelly, keep clips on my side like a celly U.G. hot, handles biz, big boy I don't be joking, grab the nine and come out smoking Kids like The Mask, splash you if I have to, son I'm a born killer—what?—and it's natural [Chorus: Phantasm, U.G., and Sample with Scratches by DJ Slice] What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealing with real guys "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" [Verse 3: Phantasm] For the next couple lines, watch me get mines As the shorty wop still tap the 40 top. I got Tired of the "freeze" from D.T.s And dropping to my knees and praying to God, "Please" I hope they don't shoot me up These hillbilly cowboys, they boot me up, root and toot me up I also got tired of the snitches I still got love for my niggas, the riches, the bitches But no more crimes, drugs, and stick-ups Now I'm in the rap game, hope my record sales pick up Did a couple of shows, three videos Fucked some new hoes, bought some new clothes Ain't nothing changed. Still want ends I still wanna chill with my friends, I still want the same black Benz Until then, I'll rock an '87 blazer Sometimes, I still pack a razor that'll phase ya Not Fantasia, Phantasm and U.G Cella Dwellas from now to infinity [Verse 4: U.G.] The fede ration: cream, Cristal, and piss styles And thick gals with thick brows, sticking individuals For hundreds, nine in your stomach. Jewels? You run it When I be clicking, pushing rides with no ignition The bend pulley, crews get bullied by my team The infrared dot, the lead beam, some get steamed Or blazed by the six-shooters, whips and hooters I'm dipping on scooters through the PJs These days is trife, everyday life is bugged So my clique stack quick slugs for the MAC-11 Crews get sonned or gunned down like an OS Wear armor on my chest to protect my flesh From the young guns blasting "Just to Get a Rep" Like Guru, run up close-range with the two-two Hit you with two and rip through your epidermis Slugs hit your mug and burn like a furnace [Chorus: Phantasm, U.G., and Sample with Scratches by DJ Slice] What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealing with real guys "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealing with real guys "Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize" [Outro: Samples with Scratches by DJ Slice] "Recognize and realize" - Sample from Phantasm on Cella Dwellas - "We Got It Hemmed" (x3) "Don't fantasize" - Sample from Phantasm on Cella Dwellas - "We Got It Hemmed"