The Shit is Real (DJ Premier Remix) (DJ Premier Remix|Explicit)

The **** is Real (DJ Premier Remix|Explicit) - Fat Joe

Written by：Fat Joe/DJ Premier

Rejoice

Yeah

This is goin' out

To all the live motherf**kers know what

I'm sayin'

All the real niggaz

Bronx Brooklyn

Manhattan Queens

California

LaBella Puerto Rico wherever the f**k you from

Know what I'm sayin'

Yeah

This story takes place

Back in the south Bronx

Where at the age of fourteen I was already knockin' off punks

Yeah

And su**ers were scared to death

Every time I walked by

I hear them niggaz take their last breath

Ah

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

And if you had

A c skin

A leather bomber you was gettin' stuck

Word

That was the way it was

One day I went to visit my aunt and stuck

Up my 'cuz

See sh*t was f**ked up back then

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

Ends

And my mom's was on welfare

Aiyyo I knew I had a father but the n***a

Was never there

So what the f**k was I to do

I'm sick and tired of bein' the bummiest n***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

Give me your motherf**kin' loot papi

I'm gonna get paid and can't a d**n thing stop me

See I'm tired of this poor sh*t

And who the cops

Well they can suck my motherf**kin' d**k

'Cause all them niggaz ever do is harass

That's why I get glad when I hear somebody smoked that ass

Just to let ya know how I feel

Word 'em up

The f**kin' sh*t is real

Hey yo it's real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Aiyyo the sh*t is real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Aiyyo it's real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Word the sh*t is real

D**n on them all

D**n on them re

Re re re real real

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

I'm makin' mad loot

Gettin' paid off the d**e fiends

Word

Keep the sh*t in check in order

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

See everybody knew in town

That Joe and tone had sh*t locked down

And a n***a wouldn't test me

It seems like every other day the f**kin' cops arrest me

Yeah

But the sh*t will never stick

I make one phone call and be out like quick

'Cause uncle Dan had my back

And now niggaz gettin' jealous 'cause they know I'm livin' fat

Talkin' sh*t around the way and on the block

But never in my face 'cause they knew I packed a glock

And my crew is mad deep

A bunch of crazy puerto ricans so aiyyo don't sleep

Word

And all you b**ch as* niggaz know the deal

Check it out

The f**kin' sh*t is real

Hey yo it's real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Aiyyo it's real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

The f**kin' sh*t is real

D**n on them re

Re re real

Yeah

D**n on them real real

Aiyyo it's real

D**n on them all

Re re re real

Check it out

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 as* niggaz

Sayin' that they catchin' bodies when they never pulled a trigga

I know your style yeah

I've seen it before

You wear an army suit now you think you're hardcore

Drinkin' on your forty's

Smokin' on your blunts

Can't afford a chain so you wear gold fronts yeah

You're fakin' the funk kid

And you'll be gettin' it up the as* if you

Ever did a f**kin' bid

It's time to separate the real from the phony

The name is fat Joe punk act like you know me

I come equipped with the ruff sh*t

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

And all ya b**ch as* niggaz know the deal

Check it out

The f**kin' sh*t is real

Hey yo it's real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Aiyyo the sh*t is real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Aiyyo it's real

D**n on them all

No no

No no

No no

No no

Real real

The f**kin' sh*t is real

D**n on them all

D**n on them all

D**n on them real real

Word up

I wanna say peace to my peeps the beatnuts

Messengers of funk strickly roots

My man funk flex

Zulu nation

Jazzy J in the house

Diamond D the whole diggin' in the crates crew

And rest in peace to my man Tony Montana

Aiyyo I'm out word is bond

The sh*t is real

Fat fat fat

Fat Joe

Fat fat

Fat fat

Fat Joe's in town

Fat Joe

Fat fat fat

Fat Joe's in town

Fat Joe's

Fat fat fat

Fat Joe's in town

Fat Joe's

Fat Joe's in town