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The realness

Intro:
Check it out the realness-mobb deep
Yeah yeah. the foundation. b&b kid. 183rd.

Smiley aka the ghetto child:
Yo yo my mind rate metallurgy like a nigga upstate
Thats 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
Holdin on map hopin that a revolution is comin soon
The smoke consumes my brothers holdin grudges
Walkin in courts I and throw ? at the judges
And my cousin is on the run from 89
The pigs came to my crib and saiid they found a bloody nine
With your fingerprints on the evidence
Fuck that lets go to the roof and bust off the macs
I want a lex and clean sex
And every apartment furnishin the whole projects
I dont regret becomin a mc
My only regret the real ghetto child memory
My man lil dap comes equipped - mobb deep shook ones part 2
Yeah nut cracker yo comes equipped
Yeah brainsick mob comes equipped
A mob yo comes equipped

Lil dap:
Yo Ive been brakin you brothers just to reach the top
Cant stop hip hop running through these veins
East new york style one love to the streets
Beatin down all these rappers like cookers apon the beat
Chicks like my t.l.c. cause they like the way I creep
When your man leave home I rock that ass to sleep
Its a new york thing mad love from brainsick
When were walking through the ghetto and were poppin some shit
Im on my way goin home drinkin a heinagen
Back to the destination where it all begin
Get these motherfuckers off before I brake them in
And for you fish ass niggas were not havin it
Yo nut you know the feelin when things aint 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

Hook:
The realness -scratching

Melachi the nutcracker ? :
Let me show you what the fucks goin on in this so called game
Ill leave you dead the only thing you feel is the pain
From the man collectin elevatin 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 choppin niggas up on this jam
The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your eyes
Im on the rise check it brainsick enterprise
I keep it movin and cant shit hold me back
Im on your map I bet you didnt even know that
Slow your role ease back up dont play bold
Cause if you see me black the star I got total control
Comin 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 cant hang so dont ride my dick
Cause I comes equipped with that brainsick shit

Jack the ripper:
I go deep into my mind and then I starts to flip
Blowin up aint shit watch your bitch get hit
From the brainstorm so let it storm let it storm
When my digest and rip through your fuckin chest
So while you sweatin I be wreckin plus I cant be stopped
I wanna rule hip hop an blow a hole in the chart
Keep it movin cause you know jack do it right
Flippin mic after mic then I call it the night
So whats my destination?
Yo to make it not fake it
Livin in this fuckin 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

Hook