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Yeah, some firm shit, you I mean?
For all the niggas, in New
All across the motherfuckin'
Ain't nuttin' changed yet, shit's real
Yo

Yo, major large niggas get they on cash
While the crab thinkin' niggas they mind on ass
I guess most motherfuckers designed to last

Whatever to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever happened to the realness from in the past?

You know the routine, cars, rings get a crew seen
We true fiends, old school style that's how we do
Born and destined, hands on investments
Strong, reflect this 'til I'm drawn back to the

wise, 36 waist, small feet size
The C.I.'s to slide off, once the heat rise
Detour, poverty zone, police war through each dawn
Searchin' new for me to eat more

learner, quiet storm, play the back burner
Bureaucrats, I react Nat Turner
weight, used to rock kicks wit no lace
Fuck a soulmate, low pace, pulse at a slow rate

Runnin' rapid, while others play as if captive
Brain's inactive, bein' subjected to this crab
To each his own, the foulness, need a week alone
We can zone, all day long, on the speaker

600, five North, stay blunted
Stress, I came it, sex got drained from it
The new star gazin', raisin' two seeds
To be free, the is all a whole crew need, indeed

happened to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever happened to the realness from in the past?

Whips and full clips and pussy lips, grips attached to hips
the journey to the crib, the purest sickness cura
Holy Koran, sirah, leaves man to
I stand up as rough

is bleedin', stress got my hair line receedin'
God look, we feedin', my seeds, back to Eden
And stay suspicious of bitches
Who wash and do dish

And to big for britches
Lustin' riches, fuckin' the next man
You wonder why your itches
Fat ass wit out the glitches

Shatter your mental, split your up like a lentil
Disfigure your face, you recognizin' by the
Hot from raw heat, left in store meat
Lay it out on

Before he left all he heard was the from the shot
Cops autopsy revealed, he was by the glock
Devils lettin' off Scuds, thugs trapped up in hood
New York, been by Bloods

Lustin' for colors of red More lies done shed
yet the blood travelin'
Through remain blue
Boned out until we out, no doubt

Chicken heads beg for the 9 inch
Their legs open like fallopian, lubricated by
Nine months later comes the explosion
Bitch you stupid? A hundred dollars you couldn't it

When I reign the truth on your brain you
Rula, zig-zag, zig Allah, plus Allah zig,
We addin' knowledge to your wig

Yo, major large niggas get they grind on
the crab thinkin' niggas keep they mind on ass
I guess most motherfuckers designed to last

Whatever to the realness from back in the past?
Whatever happened to the realness from in the past?
happened to the realness from back in the past?

Word up, word up,
Wu-Tang, firm up in this piece know I mean?
Open it down, stamp of approval, you
Get ya brain washed, you know I'm sayin'?

Get ya muscle tendered &
No doubt, no
Word up, the black God exists in the form, you know?
Holdin' this, A to the Z, I know what time it is, aight,