This Shit Is Real

Fat Joe1993年1月1日

This Sh*t Is Real - Fat Joe (肥仔喬)

Written by:Fat Joe/The Beatnuts



This is going out to all the live motherf**kers knowhatumsayin


All the real niggaz Bronx Brooklyn Manhattan Queens California


La Perla Puerto Rico whatever the f**k you're from youknowhatumsayin


This story takes place back in the South Bronx

Where at the age of fourteen I was ready to knockin off punks yeah

And suckers were scared to death

Every time I walked by I hit them niggaz take their last breath ahhh

See I just didn't give a f**k

And if you had a seed skin I let the bomba you was getting stuck


That was the way it was


One day I went to visit my aunt and stuck up my cous

See something was f**ked up back then

No matter what the f**k I did I never had no ends


And my moms was on walfare

Aiyyo I knew I had a father but the ni**a was never there


So what the f**k was I had to do

When sick and tired to being the bummiest ni**a out the crew

I gotta get mine I gotta get cash


I see an old man I'm gonna rob him with the quick-fast

Gimme your motherf**king loot popi

I'm going to get paid and can't a damn thing stop me

See I'm tired of this porshit

And who the cops well they can suck my motherf**king dick

Cause all them niggaz ever do is harass


That's why I came glad when I heard somebody swooped that a** gunshot

Just to let ya know how I feel word em up

The f**king sh*t is real

Aiyyo its real


Aiyyo the sh*t is real


Aiyyo its real


The f**king sh*t is real


Now I'm sixteen and there's a brand new scene

I'm making mad dupe getting paid off the d**e fiends word

Deep in sh*t the checking order

And my main man tone was f**king everybody else's daughter


See everybody knew in town that Joe and tone had sh*t locked down


And a ni**a wouldn't test me

It seems like every other day the f**king cops arrest me yea

But the sh*t would never stick

I make one phone call and he'll be out by quick

Cause uncle tan had my back

And now niggaz getting jealous cause they know I'm living fat

Talking sh*t around the way and over block

But never in my face cause they knew I'd clap the glock

And my crew is mad deep

I'm punching crazy puerto rican so why yo don't sleep word

And all you b**ch a** niggaz know the deal check it out

The f**king sh*t is real

Aiyyo its real


Aiyyo its real


The f**king sh*t is real


Aiyyo its real


Let me let ya know why I made this song why

Brothers can't deal with the real word is bond


I'm sick and tired of these fake a** niggaz

Saying that they're catching bodies when they never pulled a trigga

I know ya style I've seen it before

You wearing army suit now you think you're hardcore


Drinking on your 40s smoking on your blunts

Then afford a chainsaw yo there ho fronts yeah


You faking the funk kid

And you'd be kidnapped the a** if you ever did a f**king bid

It's time to separate the real from the phony

The name is fat Joe punk act like you know me

I come from crypt with that ruff sh*t

Nowadays I can't believe the bull boo rappers come up with

And all y all b**ch a** niggaz know the deal check it out

The f**king sh*t is real

Aiyyo its real


Aiyyo the sh*t is real


Aiyyo its real


The f**king sh*t is real


Word up


I wanna say peace to my peeps the beatnuts


Messengers of funk strictly roots


My man four flex zulu nation

Jazzy J in the house


Diamond d the whole digging in the crates crew

And rest in peace to my man tony montana


Aiyo I'm out word is bond


The sh*t is real