Madlib - Real lyrics

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Madlib - Real lyrics

Remember everybody ain't loyal You soft as gelatin, sick of telling them, n***a show 'em It's coka in the pot, n***a drop it and let it boil Goofy n***as make me nervous, ain't serve 'em if I ain't know 'em Eastside, sleeping in my dope house clothes Run down pair of Jordans and some dirty Girbauds s**er coming with a short, he get extorted, exposed n***a stand on my own two balls, my dick and ten toes Straight to the tippy top Hear this n***a spitting it, whether I got a hit or not I hit it with the whip, they notice it when they hit the rock I'm just a c**aina chemist Cooking, chopping and cutting, you'll die if I push a bu*ton n***as heard of me, now all of a sudden they back to thugging If I never sell a record might catch me hot water juggin' The D.A. want me gone, say I'm detriment to the public Took his daughter, put this dick in her bu*t And said "how you love it, b**h? Remember everybody ain't loyal Cause all the real n***as in jail or deep in the soil Dancing with the devil or eating fish with the Lord Gotta spit it how I live it, I beat the street and report, n***a All the real n***as either in jail or deep in the soil, n***a The world ain't big enough for both of us Batter up, now you p**y n***as getting f**ed Straight raw with infection, pa**ing no prophylactic Eastside, anybody k**a, my n***as active Smoking and breaking a 7 up in a 6-5-0 Babyface Gangsta I been slanging, banging since 9-4 I thought the world was at my feet when I linked up with Snow But I refuse to be his flunkie, so we don't kick it no mo' Straight to the facts, n***a I looked up to you, put that on my momma Signed a deal with you and never asked you for a dollar Cause I was down with CTE, plus I was getting cheese I played my f** a** contract, what the lick read? Thought I'd say this sh** cause you ain't man enough to come discuss it You wanna be Jay-Z? n***a you just a f**ing puppet Gary boys ain't 'bout talkin', so b**h I had to show ya Don't make me expose you to those that don't know ya Ran and said he the realest n***a in it, motherf**er check it But Ross had you scared to drop a diss record No nuts, got the whole team looking weak Guess that's why they ran up on you at the BET L.A. red carpet, yeah, I was geeked Couldn't take security, so we ain't take a seat I played the fool before, but yo a ho I'll never be They searched that tour bus in Milwaukee, had that .44 with me ESGN and to the end, I feed the k**ers Pray the Lord'll take my breath before I be like this monkey n***a Just a whole lot of rapping, but no motherf**ing action Seen Gucci by himself while we was 30 deep at Magic And you didn't bust a grape, was shook from the gate It make it seem to me the gangsta sh** you kick be fake Cause all my enemies, I put them s**ers in their place So take them shades up of your eyes, and look me in my f**ing face Cause I'm a motherf**ing rare breed The last time you gonna see a bad guy like this again Don't reproduce nothin' but evil seeds I'm rapping and trapping and still ducking these F-E-D's But BMF was sticking you for your f**ing cheese And yeah I know you sold the blow and whipped the hard But underneath the f**ing money you's a f**ing mark Take heed to my statements, because they might throw you Don't make me expose you to those who don't know you b**h Snowman k**a

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