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Check it out "the realness"-Mobb
yeah. The foundation. B&B kid. 183rd.

Smiley aka The Child:
Yo yo my mind metallurgy like a nigga upstate
That's pushing mad years of weight
I penetrate the that you love to hate
Time to meet your no time to negotiate
I in my room
Holdin' on map hopin' that a revolution is comin'
The smoke consumes my brothers grudges
in courts I and throw ? at the judges
And my is on the run from '89
The pigs came to my crib and saiid they found a nine
With your on the evidence
Fuck that let's go to the and bust off the macs
I a Lex and clean sex
And apartment furnishin' the whole projects
I don't becomin' a MC
My only regret the real Ghetto memory
My man Lil' Dap "comes equipped" - Mobb Deep 'Shook Ones 2"
Yeah Nut yo "comes equipped"
Brainsick Mob "comes equipped"
A Mob yo "comes

Dap:
Yo I've been brakin' you brothers to reach the top
Can't stop hip hop running these veins
East New York style one love to the
Beatin' down all these rappers cookers apon the beat
Chicks like my T.L.C. cause they like the way I
When man leave home I rock that ass to sleep
It's a New thing mad love from Brainsick
When we're through the ghetto and we're poppin' some shit
I'm on my way goin' drinkin' a Heinagen
to the destination where it all begin
Get these off before I brake them in
And for you fish ass niggas we're not it
Yo Nut you know the feelin' when ain't right
When non fiction niggas start to rap on the mic
I keep shit to and keep it real with the game
Fake hang around but they get no fame
it out uh

"the realness"

Melachi The ?:
Let me show you the fucks goin' on in this so called game
I'll leave you dead the only thing you feel is the
the man collectin' elevatin' his stacks
My name is black if you get your wig pushed back
I speak the plus I keep it sharf for my fam
Like choppin' niggas up on this jam
The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your
I'm on the rise check it Brainsick
I it movin' and can't shit hold me back
I'm on your map I bet you even know that
your role ease back up don't play bold
Cause if you see me black the I got total control
Comin' through the Sick yeah we click click click
Me and my partner Jack the Ripper we on some shit
And I know you can't hang so don't my dick
Cause I "comes equipped" that Brainsick shit

Jack The
I go into my mind and then I starts to flip
Blowin' up ain't shit your bitch get hit
From the brainstorm so let it storm let it
When my lyrics and rip through your fuckin' chest
So while you sweatin' I be plus I can't be stopped
I wanna rule hip hop an a hole in the chart
Keep it cause you know Jack do it right
mic after mic then I call it the night
So what's my
Yo to make it not it
Livin' in this fuckin' world is like total
To all my in the east yo Ray rest in peace
Make your heart skip a bet because my sound is
No because your ass will get hit
So I take yours and I will take his
Now you niggas now what the fuck the is