Redman - Iz He 4 Real lyrics

Word up, hooooaa, haha, haaaaaa
(Iz he for real, he can't be)
Word up, hooooaa, haha, haaaaaa
(Iz he for real, he can't be)
Word up, hooooaa, is he for real?
(Iz he for real he can't be)
Unbeknown, unbelieve
(Iz he for real, he can't be)

Somebody light the fuse so I
Can bring bad news
To all these crews who can't
NBA Jam with the shoes
That double shot Hennessy got
My mind trippin' drunk enough to start a
Campaign on ass kickin'
With my nigga Keith who give
Assists like Scott Pippen
For MC derelict whippin'
Cap or cock twistin'
Drop your money in the slot
If your block don't got
A real representer cocked for action
Like my block got
Rhyme skills three and a quarter
For them drop tops your caliber
Straight up pussy who pop Glocks
While I kick facts react on funky tracks
Give me room like the Hyatt while
I run this jungle habitat
And if I snap, get that monkey off my back
Me and mic's together roll tighter
Than Slick and Vance Wright
Toast to the real MC's that can feel me
And if your bitch ain't jumpin' now
Then later on she will be
All these weak punk MC's kill me
They don't thrill me, come to Jerz
And get Jacked like Jill, g

Hooooaa, haaaaaa
(Iz he for real, he can't be)
Hooooaa, haaaaaa
(Iz he for real, he can't be)
(Haha) Hooooaa, haaaaaa
(Iz he for real he can't be)
Hooooaa, haaaaaa
(Iz he for real, he can't be)