Tom Coyne - The Realest lyrics

[Intro] [Prodigy] This the k**a's sh**, dun [Kool G. Rap] No Doubt. The undisputed [Hook] Kool G. Rap: For street n***as livin with they lives on the line Prodigy: For young guns comin' up during these times Kool G. Rap: For police that find d** let n***as slide Prodigy: For n***as out slinging like 4 in the night Kool G. Rap: For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight Prodigy: For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike Kool G. Rap: For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night Prodigy: This be the realest sh** you heard in your life [Kool G. Rap] Yo when the gats reveal you cats get peeled, and that's the deal f** a b**h-a** that switch fast n***as that lack the real When the slugs burst G. Rap be aiming at your mug first n***as is blood thirst, we'll see who get plugged worst, we dug earth The place you put the nickel-plate is to your facial Bullets ain't racial kid the only hate you, my nine will seem like it's a Time machine B.C. date you, jacking you more than ripper My fifth's an organ shifter, the human organism lifter You'll be hearing organs if ya leaving orphans, If ya Let these fours hit ya where the lord split ya I forbid ya to bump heads with those that dump lead Accurate shot to back of your knot, leave you one dead G.Rap, Havoc and Prodigy, let's put these b**h n***as Where bodies be dun, yo if it gotta be, it gotta be [Hook] [Havoc] When the gat spit some n***as get blown off the atlas It happens unsolved mystery re-enactments Get practiced what you lack is you think like the average Jake stoop down and leavin' crime scenes entangled Nothing but cannons get conspicuous Like a man a little branded with the serial scratched Bad apple out of the batch, dun they made me like that If I could push back the clock probably leave it like that Draw blood for my n***a G.O.D, Ty Nitty and Twin And Twin is not here plus my kin k**a B forever with me, quick to settle with me Into QB to show love throughout the years with me You got guns we got guns the serious ones Leaving foul powder stuck in your lungs We come from where n***as look out for they dun-duns Love, never disrespect, hit n***as with re-direct [Hook] [Prodigy] Never prejudge, it be the humble that squeeze slugs It be the ones standin' still that'll peel guns Spill blood for my duns thuggin' for me Man you don't wanna get involved f**in' with P I spent more nights illin, less nights chillin The more shots they hold the better they feel it What be the deal is some k**as like to hide behind specs Others got blatant disrespectin' and the rest Or so young that you wouldn't even expect To be burstin' off guns like a vietnam vet On the steps, sittin' in the staircase bent Thinkin' on ways to take another man's head Go to war with n***as that's against what I rep I settle things with a heavy metal fifth Change clips, switch clothes after I spit Place n***as back in they space, f** is on your mind kid [Hook]