Real As It Gets

Real As It Gets - Jay-Z (傑斯)

Its that TM 103 sh-t right right here

You ready you ready HOV

Lets go

Allow me to re-introduce myself

At the same time re-introduce my wealth

At the same time rejuvinate the game

Its for my O-Dog n-ggas thats used to kane

Not what b-dog said I respect the game

GD's vice lords the crips the same

And I know your about to say this off the chain

Tell them fake trapping a** n-ggas stay out my lane

See I ain't dead or in jail i can't complain

And when these fake n-ggas gone I shall remain

And if you just tuning in let me explain

You know i keep that 47 who dare to sing

These n-ggas way too far i played the game

If you listen hard enough I say some things

And when that sack got low i shave them things

And put em right back together I made them things

Now put your sacks in the air if your represent your click

Money in the air if you ever hear the lick

Put your hands in the air if you know dat b-tch

Say your looking for the real hey well its real as real as it gets

As real as it gets

Wassup Wassup

I gotta get it

Now where the southside at wassup wassup

Where the westcoast at put your W's up

Where's my eastcoast n-ggas that hustle to live

And all my n-ggas up North thats doing it big

Oh yeah I'm rare i'm aware that I'm rare

I rap and I'm real I'm one of the few here

These other boys lying I wonder if y'all care

They stories out this world I wonder if y'all hear

But doesn't really matter as long as it stay clear

Clear of the real sh-t we doing over here

When my n-gga get home i'm gonna send him a Lear

For all the time he been down get him right up in the air

With a couple of broads get him right up in the air

Mile high club get him right up in there

Send my n-gga some gear like he never missed a year

By the time you hear this song he'll be standing right here

Real n-gga sh-t

Now put your sacks in the air if your represent your click

Money in the air if you ever hear the lick

Put your hands in the air if you know dat b-tch

Say your looking for the real hey well its real as real as it gets

As real as it gets

A hundred million to the good and I'm still talking Yayo

At a snails pace I won this race that y'all trail

Uh blueprints for sale

Follow in my footprints you can't fail

Set sail I used to duck shots but now I eat quail

I probably never see jail

Each tale contains more of da truth

Of the statue allows me to go into detail

Uh close your eyes you can smell

Hov's the audio equivalent of braille

Thats why the feel me in the favela's in Brazil

And waterhouse cos real recognise real

Rrrahhhh

You know me homie

No end to the just call me make a lil something out of nothing

Everywhere you go were the topic of discussion

Damn thats gotta be disgusting

Err sh-t make me wanna throw up

It's big boy music it should make me wanna throw up

Flows like surge should make me wanna pour up

Is it just me or it make you wanna roll up

A big fat one then unpack one

Then unwrap one peel back one

They used to call me chisel with a stamp in the middle

And you can tell the colour when its damp in the middle

Now put your sacks in the air if your represent your click

Money in the air if you ever hear the lick

Put your hands in the air if you know dat b-tch

Say your looking for the real hey well its real as real as it gets