Tha Realness

(album: Livin' Proof - 1995)

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("The realness")
Yeah, yeah
The foundation
D&D, kid
183rd

Yo yo my mind rate mentalityy like a nigga upstate
That's pushing mad years of crazy weight
I penetrate the shit that you love to hate
Time to meet your fate no time to negotiate
I meditate in my room
Holding on Mac hoping that a revolution is coming soon
The smoke consumes my brothers holding grudges
Walking in courts and throwin bomb threats at the judges
And my cousin is on the run from '89
The pigs came to my crib and said they found a bloody nine
With your fingerprints on the evidence
Fuck that, let's go to the roof and bust off the Macs
I want a Lex, and clean sex
And every apartment furnished in the whole projects
I don't regret becoming a MC
My only regret the real Ghetto Child memory
My man Lil' Dap ("comes equipped")
Yeah, Nutcracker, yo ("comes equipped")
Yeah, Brainsick Mob ("comes equipped")
A Mob yo ("comes equipped")

Yo, I've been breaking you brothers just to reach the top
Can't stop hip hop running through these veins
East New York style one love to the streets
Beating down all these rappers like cookers apon the beat
Chicks like my TLC cause they like the way I Creep
When your man leave home I rock that ass to sleep
It's a New York thing mad love from Brainsick
When we're walking through the ghetto and we're popping some shit
I'm on my way going home drinking a Heineken
Back to the destination where it all begin
Get these motherfuckers off before I brake them in
And for you fish ass niggas we're not having it
Yo Nut you know the feeling when things ain't right
When these non fiction niggas start to rap on the mic
I keep shit to myself and keep it real with the game
Fake niggas hang around but they get no fame
Check it out uh

("The realness")

Let me show you what the fucks going on in this so called game
I'll leave you dead the only thing you feel is the pain
From the man collecting elevating his stacks
My name is black if you front get your wig pushed back
I speak the truth plus I keep it sharf for my fam
Like Conan chopping niggas up on this jam
The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your eyes
I'm on the rise check it Brainsick Enterprise
I keep it moving and can't shit hold me back
I'm on your map I bet you didn't even know that
Slow your role ease back up don't play bold
'Cause if you see me black the star I got total control
Coming through with the Sick yeah we click click click
Me and my partner Jack the Ripper yeah we on some shit
And I know you can't hang so don't ride my dick
'Cause I ("comes equipped") with that Brainsick shit

I go deep into my mind and then I starts to flip
Blowing up ain't shit watch your bitch get hit
From the brainstorm so let it storm let it storm
When my lyrics digest and rip through your fucking chest
So while you sweating I be wrecking plus I can't be stopped
I wanna rule hip hop an blow a hole in the chart
So keep it moving cause you know Jack do it right
Flipping mic after mic then I call it the night
So what's my destination?
Yo to make it not fake it
Living in this fucking world is like total domination
To all my niggas in the east yo Ray rest in peace
Make your heart skip a bet because my sound is unique
No hesitation because your ass will get hit
So I will take yours and I will take his
Now you niggas now what the fuck the real is

("The realness")