Bizzy Bone - Real lyrics
[Bizzy Bone - Real lyrics]
Driving on the motherfucking
Freeway and shit, you know what I?m saying?
70 motherfucking miles per motherfucking hour
You know I?ma reach it up to 75
This how we do it baby
Boy get much more motherfucking deeper
Man this the motherfucking reaper is
Hanging on your shoulders
I wanna give him a hug and tell him
That I love him and I?m getting older
And life is getting colder but
Motherfucker?s words are getting bolder
While I?m walking in the trenches of Cali
I?m feeling these motherfuckers wanna see me
All fucked up in an alley
They wanna see me with no money
They really wanna see me hungry
But of course I?m gonna clean myself
I?m feeling lovely
As they walking through the matrix
Don?t even say it
Homeless ain?t homeless nigga
They ain?t boneless
And don?t play it, ain?t no hatred
Motherfuckers don?t even know
Don?t even say it
Give it back to these niggas
They don?t need no knowledge
Motherfuckers need to pay some homage
I ain?t even trying to take your ass
To the ghetto or spiritual college
Cause these motherfuckers don?t know
And leather squallas i need a bomber so I
Can hang through the cold
So I can hang through the bold so
I can hang with the old
Meaning the the ancients as they
Sitting over and watching
This is the way we do it
The time is ticking and it's the clock
To heal
(I?m a real motherfucker till they kill me)
I?ma blaze the weed, hit the drink
Baby that?s just me
(I?m a real motherfucker till they kill me)
Yeah I?m so real, real, real, real
My battles, they be coming in dreams
And motherfuckers don?t know that I?m
Seeing through the seams
As I crease up the jeans
And I buckle the belt
And I rock this motherfucker
It ain?t for myself
And I rock this motherfucker
It ain?t for my dealth
And I rock this motherfucker
It ain?t for my health
Cause, Imma drink what I drink
Imma smoke what I smoke
If I die from the liver cancer, bitch I joke
I?m a real motherfucker till they kill me
(yeah I?m so real, real, real, real)
Thou shall never kill
This is how they grill me
This is how they gonna feel me
This is how they are awaken
And this is that, that awoke
They say?BB you still smoking?
Course I need some chronic in my system
Motherfuckers won?t even fucking listen
Gotta get them when you get them
You ridding them when you rid them
If you listen then you listen
If not what the fuck
To heal
(I?m a real motherfucker till they kill me)
I?ma blaze the weed, hit the drink
Baby that?s just me
(I?m a real motherfucker till they kill me)
Yeah I?m so real, real, real, real
One time for their motherfucking mind
Most motherfucking definitely
Motherfuckers can?t even come up
In this motherfucking garden with no shit
Flat out get the fuck outta here
World wanna know nothing
That?s why God put 9 percent of the brain
Take out that cerebellum for me mayne
They don?t need to know nothing
One time for they mind be easy on them cuz