Dirty rotten, never noids plotin' and I ain't scared to say it, "I feel the Lord is watching!"Jesus'll a mile, give me a hundred and then a hundred loses, but I be a coward.
Peep this, coboculated, mind scrambled and brothas feel me comin,' I started big, hit' em up in two and trizzle, heads feelin' the bullets and the on my (Oh yeah, fa shizzle!). Ooh, tell me whats critical, is it your anyone attack it for the incubation, now for your mother fucking Bizzy's a thug! I never expected to be accepted, shit, I was just drugs, reflect it in my music, the spoted the real, that had my homeboy's fautly, still swallowed the pill. Popin' the bubbly for this million dollar deal, Bizzy got his money, these suckas, they want a trill, it real, good, bad and ugly. Four in the mornin' under my bed for Ripley's (?pills?) Oh shit, and about all that, Ruthless, just keep your job, I'm a Soujah! Thank God! (Thank God!)
Let me the Lord, like I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, keep it keep it real! Now Let me the Lord, like I always will! move to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I will! move to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! (Real!)
Mind on my money, my on my mob! and my Benz! and my friends! and my job! I miss Wish's Uncle Charles, the stars, everybody Bone up, nigga, Flesh behind bars, he the one the tickets, can I get any realer? Baby I'm the realest. (Noooow) back to the shit, (real shit) mental, methodic push the product, Bizzy through Ghetto College, out up out of College. Man I'm not and I'm not David Ruffin, and I'm not Jackson, nigga, I'm a say something! I'm not incompitent, a pill fiend, I smoke some weed, and sip some Hennesey, is that too for you? Well if it is, I'm sorry. me no Grey Goose, Gator Skin, Marley's, thinkin' all that, Ruthless can keep the job. Bungalo, and Swole, (Sweet Jesus) God!
Let me the Lord, like I always will! move to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I always will! move to Hollywood, uh, keep it keep it real! (Real!) Let me the Lord, like I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! (Real!)
I never even look at my Nigga's girl, never try and stick it to his mama for ... in the world! Why snitch, switch and be a bitch? man you on bullshit, oh yeah, I want to be friends, who needs So stay the fuck away the Benz when it to your facinity, besides, with you might get up, but, with no KY Jelly, only movin' God tell me, let me man up and my story, (because) it ain't no how records I be sellin'. So who you callin' boy? Boy you a man, a day Schwarzenegger, but im not Running Man, and thats the metaphor I'm giving you niggas tonight, ain't my steez, nigga, please. all the clones just what that thug life like. Vibe (what?) I'd to thank you for me in your article, distroyed my life...
Let me the Lord, like I always will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord, I always will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! (Real!)