ฟังเพลงReal Shit (Album Version|Explicit)

Yeah

Its the paragraph ambassador

The wild style fashioner

Its the God rakim the master

Feel this

This is that lost a*s track off the rack kind of a track

You forced to rap remember that its that

You know where I'm at there go the gat

Pass me a bat the kill or be killed kind of attack

Steamin speedin navigatin the map

Negotiating with a chick she got her head on your lap ya hand on your gat

Premeditated plan of attack with two of your most deadliest mens in the back

Comb the block stop in the zone that's hot

Get out like you own the spot home or not

Its that no mood to play move out the my way

Yo I been whistlin this tune from throughout the day

Hey yo this is that ol yall n***as don't wanna battle

Turn it up loud make the whole block rattle

Boom boom this one is gettin blazin hot

Boom boom make you bust another shot from the glock

From the streets below to everything above

To the heart that pumps ra kim allahs blood

I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues

From the streets beneath my feet to the sun

I'm number one and competition is still none

And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues

Here we come now

Turntable spin like a merry go round

Never slow down depending on how good your stereo sounds

Set it up in the hood where we go surround

Tearin through towns turn em into burial grounds

This is the track that made theodore wanna scratch

The track that caused the first kid to spin on his back

And then we saw kids spray painting the wall

While some of yall was waitin for war breakin the law

Its no antidote its what you can't provoke

So just relax with your girls or your mans and smoke

And take a real hit soon as it bang you feel quick

Its real thick this is that ol real s**t

This is the description of designs for you to listen to

Reminiscin the times and nothin in particular

Keep you goin just like a whole pot of coffee

Have you and your shorty doin 80 in a 40

From the streets below to everything above

To the heart that pumps ra kim allahs blood

I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues

From the streets beneath my feet to the sun

I'm number one and competition is still none

And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs

3rd verse

You know what this is

Yeah kid give up your riches

Vicious visions is not for motion pictures

Unstoppable rollin witcha sickest clique of n***as

Or witcha missus gettin tropical kisses

Makin faces anticipatin places her tongue hits

Suck her neck or just peck better to funk it

The ep is in effect from dusk to sunset

She want a rim shot all over her drum set

Jump the bed rubbin your head its rough s*x

50 ways to keep a love wet

Down and up the steps with crazy positions left till she upset

D**n baby you ain't come yet

Hell no doomstick big as a elbow

Gel soft well blow give him a minute hell grow

And all you gotta do is play the track again

I'm ready and revived baby back again

From the streets below to everything above

To the heart that pumps ra kim allahs blood

I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues

From the streets beneath my feet to the sun

I'm number one and competition is still none

And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues

Yo

Check it yo

I'm faster than leopards running across the vast desert

In twenty two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen

It takes me thirty minutes to eatem forty minutes to digestem

And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines

So ask yourself a question

What question

Can the canibus rhyme

Is a *****in porcupine half swine

No time to make up your mind you wanna run or die

Clip you while you're running by trip you up from behind

My rhymes confuse n***as

Like somebody try to gang bang

Wearin a blue shirt and red pants throwin up signs with there left hand

Standin out on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband

God dam eggplants n***as getting me vexed man

Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like fred sav

And I can't seem to get away from it

I dreamed that I stabbed leviathan through the stomach and ate from it

In my past life I slayed hundreds and in the life before that

I played trumpets to warn you that I was comin

There's one billion ways to die and I already tried

Nine hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine

When I aim and fire my rhymes like a hundred cannon balls flying

Striking you one at a time in a parallel line

While the art of emceeing is steady dieing

Canibus and rakim allah is still in there prime

From the streets below to everything above

To the heart that pumps ra kim allahs blood

I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues

From the streets beneath my feet to the sun

I'm number one and competition is still none

And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin plugs

You emcees is playing tug a war with your tongues