Dirty rotten, never forgot noids and I ain't scared to say it, "I feel the is watching!"Jesus'll walk a mile, me a hundred thousand and then a hundred loses, but I be a coward.
Peep this, coboculated, your scrambled eggs and brothas me comin,' I started big, hit' em up in two and trizzle, heads feelin' the and the death on my (Oh yeah, fa shizzle!). Ooh, tell me critical, is it your reputation? anyone it wait for the incubation, now for your mother fucking information Bizzy's a thug! I expected to be accepted, shit, I was just sellin' drugs, it in my music, the spoted the real, that had my homeboy's fautly, still they swallowed the pill. the bubbly for this million dollar deal, Bizzy finally got his money, suckas, they want a trill, it real, good, bad and ugly. Four in the mornin' lookin' my bed for Ripley's (?pills?) Oh shit, and thinkin' about all that, Ruthless, keep your job, I'm a Soujah! Thank God! (Thank God!)
Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, I always will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, it keep 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!)
on my money, my money on my mob! and my Benz! and my friends! and my job! I miss Wish's Charles, reachin' the stars, everybody breaking up, nigga, Flesh behind bars, he the one the tickets, can I get any realer? I'm just the realest. (Noooow) to the real shit, (real shit) mental, methodic the hottest product, Bizzy through College, checkin' 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, never a fiend, I only smoke some weed, and sip Hennesey, is that too thuggish for Well if it is, I'm sorry. me no Grey Goose, Gator Skin, Marley's, thinkin' bout all that, Ruthless can the job. Bungalo, and Swole, (Sweet Jesus) God!
Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord, I always will! Never move to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! (Real!)
I could even look at my Nigga's girl, never try and it to his babie's 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 comes to 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 you niggas tonight, that ain't my steez, nigga, please. Show all the clones just what that thug like. Vibe (what?) I'd like to you for me in your article, practically my life...
Let me the Lord, like I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, it keep it real! (Real!) Let me thank the Lord, like I always will! Never to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! Now Let me thank the Lord, like I will! Never to Hollywood, uh, keep it it real! (Real!)