Real Shit

<br>Yeah<br><br>Its the paragraph ambassador<br><br>The wild style fashioner<br><br>Its the God rakim, the master<br><br>Feel this<br><br><br><br>(1st verse)<br><br>This is that lost ass track off-the-rack kind of a track<br><br>You forced to rap, remember that? its that<br><br>You know where Im at, there go the gat<br><br>Pass me a bat, the kill-or-be-killed kind of attack<br><br>Steamin ___, speedin navigatin the map<br><br>Negotiating with a chick, she got her head on your lap, ya hand on your gat<br><br>Premeditated plan of attack, with two of your most deadliest mens in the back<br><br>Comb the block, stop in the zone thats hot<br><br>Get out like you own the spot, home or not<br><br>Its that no mood to play, move out the my way<br><br>Yo, I been whistlin this tune from throughout the day<br><br>Hey, yo, this is that ol yall niggas dont wanna battle<br><br>Turn it up loud make the whole block rattle<br><br>Boom boom- this one is gettin blazin hot<br><br>Boom boom- make you bust another shot from the glock<br><br><br><br>(chorus)<br><br>From the streets below to everything above<br><br>To the heart that pumps ra-kim allahs blood<br><br>I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues<br><br>From the streets beneath my feet to the sun<br><br>Im number one and competition is still none<br><br>And Im gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues<br><br><br><br>(2nd verse)<br><br>Here we come now<br><br>Turntable spin like a merry-go-round<br><br>Never slow down, depending on how good your stereo sounds<br><br>Set it, up in the hood where we go surround<br><br>Tearin through towns, turn em into burial grounds<br><br>This is the track that made theodore wanna scratch<br><br>The track that caused the first kid to spin on his back<br><br>And then we saw, kids spray-painting the wall<br><br>While some of yall was waitin for war breakin the law<br><br>Its no antidote its what you cant provoke<br><br>So just relax with your girls or your mans and smoke<br><br>And take a real hit, soon as it bang you feel quick<br><br>Its real thick, this is that ol real shit<br><br>This is the description of designs for you to listen to<br><br>Reminiscin the times and nothin in particular<br><br>Keep you goin just like a whole pot of coffee<br><br>Have you and your shorty doin 80 in a 40<br><br><br><br>(chorus)<br><br>From the streets below to everything above<br><br>To the heart that pumps ra-kim allahs blood<br><br>I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues<br><br>From the streets beneath my feet to the sun<br><br>Im number one and competition is still none<br><br>And Im gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs<br><br><br><br>(3rd verse)<br><br>You know what this is<br><br>Yeah kid, give up your riches<br><br>Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures<br><br>Unstoppable, rollin witcha sickest clique of niggas<br><br>Or witcha missus, gettin tropical kisses<br><br>Makin faces, anticipatin places her tongue hits<br><br>Suck her neck or just peck, better to funk it<br><br>The ep is in effect from dusk to sunset<br><br>She want a rim shot all over her drum set<br><br>Jump the bed rubbin your head- its rough sex<br><br>50 ways to keep a love wet<br><br>Down and up the steps with crazy positions left till she upset<br><br>&quot;damn, baby, you aint come yet? &quot;<br><br>Hell, no- doomstick big as a elbow<br><br>Gel soft, well blow, give him a minute, hell grow<br><br>And all you gotta do is play the track again<br><br>Im ready and revived, baby, back again<br><br><br><br>(chorus)<br><br>From the streets below to everything above<br><br>To the heart that pumps ra-kim allahs blood<br><br>I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues<br><br>From the streets beneath my feet to the sun<br><br>Im number one and competition is still none<br><br>And Im gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues<br><br><br><br>[canibus]<br><br>Yo!<br><br>Check it, yo!<br><br><br><br>Im faster than leopards running across the vast desert<br><br>In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen<br><br>It takes me thirty minutes to eatem, forty minutes to digestem,<br><br>And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines<br><br>So ask yourself a question? (what question? )<br><br>Can the canibus rhyme? <br><br>Is a fuckin porcupine half swine? <br><br>No time to make up your mind, you wanna run or die? <br><br>Clip you while youre running by, trip you up from behind<br><br>My rhymes, confuse niggas<br><br>Like somebody try to gang-bang<br><br>Wearin a blue shirt and red pants, throwin up signs with there left hand<br><br>Standin out on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband<br><br>God dam eggplants, niggas getting me vexed man<br><br>Cause Im surrounded by garbage like fred sav<br><br>And I cant seem to get away from it<br><br>I dreamed that I stabbed leviathan through the stomach, and ate from it<br><br>In my past life I slayed hundreds, and in the life before that<br><br>I played trumpets, to warn you that I was comin<br><br>Theres one billion ways to die, and I already tried<br><br>Nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine<br><br>When I aim and fire my rhymes, like a hundred cannon balls flying<br><br>Striking you one at a time, in a parallel line<br><br>While the art of emceeing is steady dieing<br><br>Canibus and rakim allah is still in there prime!<br><br><br><br>(chorus)<br><br>From the streets below to everything above<br><br>To the heart that pumps ra-kim allahs blood<br><br>I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues<br><br>From the streets beneath my feet to the sun<br><br>Im number one and competition is still none<br><br>And Im gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs<br><br>You emcees is playing tug-a-war with your tongues