Shit Iz Real

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah yeah, hah Where all my niggas at? We up in here, what? Word up, all my peoples Crim-criminals in the penile Where ya at? Cats sacking green Bill/Hill Clinton [Hook] It be real when I pack a steel Everyman for himdelf send my love to a battlefield Ain't no wack, it's a straight up fact Or dip down in black once you hear the clap clap [Verse 1] Shit is real, ain't no time to catch no butterflies Pass the St. Ide's screwface is my disguise Don't look me in my eyes that ain't wise The first chump that jumps is the first chump that dies Raw, spell that backward that's war Lay low scarecrow I'm knocking at your front door Pointing a pistol to your peekhole, pussy Warning: my trigger finger gets pushy Blaow, a single shot straight to the headpiece Decrease the peace and watch the murders increase See I'm ruthless, pistol whip a nigga toothless Me getting hit that shit is ludicrous I'm on my P's and my Q's Try to put your foot in my shoes kid You gotta pay the fucking dues I ain't the one to play Pammy I leave the head all red like that little orphan Annie I'm dressed in black like Streets of Harlem Pat punk's pockets down with no problem And get away just like an Unsolved Mystery You don't believe me G, check my pedigree And you can feel how I deal with the motherfucking steel Ain't no game boy, it's real [Hook x2] It be real when I pack a steel Everyman for himdelf send my love to a battlefield Ain't no wack, it's a straight up fact Or dip down in black once you hear the clap clap [Verse 2] Shit is real, I'm in some real shit Niggas wet up the lab, Ma Dukes got hit Now they knew I was trying to give em what I owe em But now I gotta act like I don't know em The motherfuckers violated to the fullest degree They did it smart, now they gotta see me And I'ma flip like an acrobat,to get them bastards back And let them know where my head is at I pack a cannon, I know where them faggots be standing Near the stores, with them Hip Hop whores And there I was all dipped and fatigued Going Rambo, G.I. Joe of a dolo Dropping bodies, bodies they was dropping Like rain from a black man that went insane They dissed my Earth I had to diss they whole universe Blew up the block, stepped back then watched it burst Niggas was running, I was steady gunning em down They hitting the ground from the impact of the four pound Some kids tried to dip in the whip, I emptied the clip And watched a car do a fucking flip Reloaded at the same time the car exploded Spotted a Gangsta Bitch, told her to hold it It only took five secs for she squealed, Blaka! Blaka! Two shots to the twat, shit is real [Hook x2] It be real when I pack a steel Everyman for himdelf send my love to a battlefield Ain't no wack, it's a straight up fact Or dip down in black once you hear the clap clap
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- Shyheim