' wrong 'Cause I been waiting for this moment all night long So I creep, creep, creep back to your seat I got my left eye checking out your scenery I got my
school, I seen you fucking with some other birds. Yep I let you roll right through. Gave my soul to another home dude, But you?re calling me telling me your problems And I was going through my
' Who the fluck, want, what? Catch Bleek in south beach out of the reach of the police Gat on my lap, yeah, bitch on my back, holla Yak in my pocket,
of wine So I can pour it over my homies grave and mine For all those who fallen and answered when God was calling Jump into my ragtop and get all in
make it real compared to what Real, real, yeah, lets make it really real Real real, yeah, lets make it really real, yeah [Common] If it's real to you
it up for real niggaz like my mans and them Who get it on on the strength of the hands with them, man Y'all gon' make me lose my mind Up in here, up in here Y'all
getting got cake up Though my paper way thicker than model make up But ya'll wait up my mind racing my toe slippin A lot of women is real some bitches
Blinded by fear and hate You live in knowledge of real truth? Oh the biggest lie I heard How sick in your mind and your soul To be scared of my voice and my
oil well The cell phone's ringing I could talk to my brain cell Come on, what? All the dudes with the banjos Chicks with the wicks Animals with bananas I got my
of your love for me [[chorus]] Lash number one For all the times I turned you away Chasing after worldy things like money and fame Lash number two For all
've given you my best and I don't mind it, that's fine 'Cause when you love somebody hard then you'll love that way for life You got all of my heart
shit serious, to my demise Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise Basics in the basement, waste it Asking my dog for advice so when he can't say shit My
too far so I say "Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, y'all, y'all haters All, y'all, y'all, y'all haters" Black nigga killa, killa, killa, killa Black nigga killa
, how ta get down foe my thang get me a coffin, bangin my soul'z, gonna get-cha flossed' and out with a bang Welcome to Tha Land, where all my chemicalz
to my battle cry My battle cry Listen to my battle cry My battle cry One, two look at the telly They drew my picture with Bob Marley They probably wanna
in my life It's like, ah, nigga just can't get it right To all of my family Layzie loves ya And I never take shit for granted Feeling so wicked off
and put my people on another level Now could it be for the lust (lust)? Could it be for the rush (rush)? My niggas love when they bust They steady buck
it all real, we keeping it all real With the real if it's real, stay, be real Niggas be keeping it all real, we keeping it all real With the real if it