RNS - sh** Iz Real lyrics

Yeah yeah, hah Where all my n***as 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 Chorus: It be real when I pack a steel Everyman for himdelf,send my love to a battlefield Ain't no wack,its a straight up fact Or dip down in black once you hear the clap clap Verse One: sh** iz real, ain't no time to cash no bu*terflies Pa** the St. Ide's Screwface is my disguise so 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 knockin at your front door Pointin a pistol to your peekhole, p**y Warning: my trigga finga gets busy Blaow, a single shot straight to the headpiece Decrease the peace and watch the murders increase See I'm ruthless, pistol whip a n***a toothless Me gettin hit that sh** 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 f**in 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 Paddle 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 muthaf**in steel Ain't no game boy, it's real Chorus 2X Verse Two: sh** iz real, I'm in some real sh** n***as 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 muthaf**ers violated to the fullest degree They did it smart, now they gotta see me And I'ma flip like an acrobat,to give them ba*tards back And let them know where my head is at I pack a cannon, I know where them thugs be standin Near the stores, with them Hip Hop who*es And there I was all dipped and fatigued Goin Rambo, G.I. Joe of a dolo Droppin bodies, bodies they was droppin Like rain from a blackman that went insane They dissed my Earth I had to diss they whole universe Blew up the block, stepped back and watched it burst n***as was runnin, I was steady gunnin em down They hittin 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 f**in flip Reloaded at the same time the car exploded Spotted a Gangsta b**h, told her to hold it It only took five secs for she squealed, BLAKA BLAKA Two shots to the twat, sh** iz real Chorus 2X