Real Live - Real Live Sh*t lyrics

(I leave 'em froze like h**n in your nose) Never underestimate the Real Live The gun-slinging, fat mack, a sick type of f**, who dat? I left blood stain in every spot that I rock I'm representin' Jersey, spittin' rhymes like a Glock Into the Cape Fear MC's be shell-shocked I got the stash in my dash with the stock and the oo-wop Who the gun abuser, who the stupid hooker user? The pimp with the blow, countin' bank in the Land Cruiser I get a charge from a sound of the bust I was made to crush, I'm wettin' rappers til they rust Plus my regiment is elite, mega deep 20 steep we creep in a five car fleet That's how I'm bouncin' for the nine-fifth, son We don't promote no masquerade 'cause we was players from day one We start trends, we make hits K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live sh** (I leave 'em froze like h**n in your nose) K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live sh** Smoke-tinted windows 'cause I'm movin' with heat I got a mean-a** broad in my shotgun seat You can get buck any day of the week That n***a Larry O be makin' rappers retreat You know in life I fail, jake is on my tail I blew up your block, I let it haze like black hail I use a M16 to blast clowns off the planet In cold blood, my heart is made of granite My counterpart the K to the Def Wicked beat-maker, ma** murderer with his left We got the whole game locked, so Beats on hold like a pimp on a stroll I'm bustin' caps at the sugar coated rap, yo This is a lyrical terrorist manifesto Sipping the Remy, gettin' lit, I'm hit Ignite a fat spliff, I'm on some Real Live sh** (I leave 'em froze like h**n in your nose) K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live sh** Back once more, for my n***as with the encore One last verse to blow the spot then I bounce Up out the scene 'cause I'm on some low sh** Tank-rollin' n***as on that ghetto pro sh** Damn, I hate to settle for less, true that I want to live mega fat, push a Benz like a diplomat Automatic Tecs Lazarus around my neck Engineerin' sh** with Corleone respect The international world cla** don Came to reign on hip-hop, I can't be stopped I shoot the breeze with expertise The mic is like a toast and when I rhyme I squeeze The criminalogists kickin' criminalogy The way I'm shakin' you is like a bank robbery So yo, get on the floor and get face down Take these slugs to your head so I can bust your f**ing clown That's what you get for playin' slick K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live sh** (I leave 'em froze like h**n in your nose) K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live sh**