Erick Sermon - Iz He 4 Real lyrics

[Hook x4] Yah word up Hooooaa, haha Haaaaaa (Iz he for real he can't be) [Verse 1] 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 a** kickin' With my n***a Keith who give a**ists like Scott Pippen For MC derelict whippin, cap or co*k twistin Drop your money in the slot if your block don't got A real representer co*ked for action like my block got Rhyme sk**s three and a quarter for them drop tops Your caliber, straight up p**y 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 MCs that can feel me And if your b**h ain't jumpin now then later on she will be All these weak punk MC's k** me They don't thrill me, come to Jerz and get Jacked like Jill G [Hook]