The phone rings, it's your voice. You said how, there's no choice. your too cool, and i tour too much how could this work, don't keep in touch. with every
The phone rings, it's your voice. You said how, there's no choice. your too cool, and i tour too much how could this work, don't keep in touch. with
What's happening (what's happening) You know it's real in the field (real, really real) You know it's real in the hood (all the way) It's just real in
on six numerals riding high in fly with a game with no rules got a K cooked blues fore these fools slinging coke by the ton, weed by the pound her-on by
you rode away You might not roll back My direction real soon Well I was crazy about you then And now the craziest thing of all Over 10 years have gone by
hate Jerry 'cause he's the man! With more fight time than HBO And even Don King should promote talk shows It't the best thing in years to hit the TV '
on their feet But see brain so cloudy And I know what you don't know You better get on your mission and get down for your dough See the real niggas ready
house) The thugs is in the house, (we turnin' this thing out) Wanna see the thugs gone (see the thugs gone) And wanna see the thugs gone (while my T-H
You don't have to worry about a thing All the gifts that you wanted this year Are your's You don't have to worry about him no more 'Cause he's gone Don
believe I believe life's what you make it Let me tell you about destiny Its one thing I've lived by And it's so real" Never though a million years I
gusto But you don?t know About the blood sweat and tears And losin? some of your peers And losin? some of yourself through the years past, gone by
the gusto but you don't know About the blood, sweat and tears and losing some of your peers And losing some of yourself to the years past gone by Hopefully
knot in my pocket weighin' at least a grand Gold on my neck my pistols close at hand I'm a self-made monster of the city streets Remotely controlled by
me through It's all #2 When it comes to you. And your love is all I treasure My real father just didn't measure He was gone, without a thing to say! I
the real, hey well this is real as it gets Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2) This is real as it gets Hey! Hey! Ohh! Ohh! (x2) This is real as it gets [Verse
real What my life like, you lookin at the source, it's real What your life like? Mine dog, of course it's real Passin judgment, you niggaz second-guessin
