Nas - Everything Is Real lyrics

[Nas] Alka Seltzer... in this motherf**er... I gotta take sh** Ay there go my book... I been looking for this book What, What... Yea [Nas] I ain't seen as much d**h, nor seen as much crime, since the blackout in Queensbridge in 79' Everybodies a k**er now... pimps, playas, and dons Shorties on the block, push drops and carry on n***as look through our window, where ever we drove Through the tint, to see if the Benz is matching the clothes We the Queens Kings I used to view the cats that I owe... see things... That made me real, but my skin and my soul Girls who turned hoes Friends who turned foes Bad luck n***as who bring d**h where ever they go Never sleep, it feels better to know... it's all real though!... [Hook:] Everything Is Real... And... Where We Heading Now... Up to more Money... It be More Fun... Leave with Mo' b**hes... and Carry More Guns Where We Heading Now... Where We Going Yo... Getting Real Son... We Gon let It Flow... Leave with Mo' b**hes... And Be More Dough... It Be More Fun... Holding More... [Nas] How the hell, are we supposed to excel from the street... Where the Jakes Crew face young kids who wanna eat Quantum Leap to this Black World, Hustlers, and Ghettos Cell mates, millionaires, who tussle with the Devil Bust a lil metal lead (led) Wrestle you... to the pebbles... on the hard gound That's if the God's down It's a struggle, brothers jump bail To come chill with they n***as on the block, with them rocks for sale On the hard with the god Shapelle... a Queens Conrad Yo run and come with the dime bag [Shapelle] Yo, Yo-Yo Ayo I need dat I got to smoke dat... Sell me some Chunky Black [Nas] So I could smoke away the pain Try to find my brain But the thought still remain Yo it's on again Once the jail take these chains Cause I been through it The drug game I thought I knew it I got knocked, went to trial But I blew it 25... but only lived 20 years of my life Took 5 from me Got me wrapped up like a Mummy Now I'm in the system... aka the Devil's Home Where they tell you where to eat, sleep, sh**, and use the phone Now I'm living with... drug dealers, and chain stealers... b**h n***as, who got knocked and turned squealers Imagine sharing a cell with a rehabilitated addict Who love f**ing with f*ggots But I sip alot of Savage I sat him down, and made him study mathematics Now I'm sitting in the cell thinking... About this reefer I'm a get this weekend On the V.I. (visit) I rather be... uh, dam, dam [Fades Out]