Raekwon - Real Life Lyrics
[conversation]:Smash you grilla.....Thats right, thats rightA hundred and ninety-six millionNine hundred and forty thousandSquare miles, on this planetFresh outta new yorkAiyyo,Verse 1:Aiyyo,Rollie whats up son noodles had a problemHe called lucky hands lab saying niggas mobbed himMax was on the outskirt trickin in dcBlaze had a shorty in his lab gettin weed for freeThat night I was in the cut alone zoned outSuggest I rock a utility vest when Im bonin outYeah you know it, bobby told me beforeKeep the heat by the side of the doorReady for military warNumerous cats, niggas is uterusWho this, claimin that he loking for louis richDiamond a young king doing his thingBig safes out in beijingAqua green thingOne connect had turned on himGod, shit got realer than a *****Crackers up state want himMarshalls came through the hood that nightBagged my man chaz 32 bags he copped flightNow he upstate baggin niggasHouse and air maxs big acsWon the oscar award for crabbing niggasNow all yall niggas get to laugh nowWho got the last laugh nowHit his stash houseHook:Its called real lifeYall niggas betta see the light fast paReal life, it dont cost nuttin just to blastReal life, lay down son you wont lastReal lifeReal lifeReal lifeVerse 2:February tenth day on a wednesdayIts like grimsdayRussian hats rocking it the benz wayThat day we got guns on usJakes want us,Playin einstein lenses and aurorasLittle meek caught usCouple of francs, peep the blue taurusWhat up tuck your chain they came for usJumped out big nines and some hard bottlesEyes of hate finally meeting up wid the stakesIt was who I thought it was2 pair of clarks one pair of lugzWit the hardbottom nigga wid the snub*****ed it, where rock at, stop thatViolate this cipher pa well definitely strike backAll of us right there slight fear in our heartBlink we take it right thereDoing our thing apartBroad jumped out tryin to run shitSpoken loud words all we want is his headHe did some dumb shitBeef from miami nowDamn yo big head lance in some wild shitNoodles caught the stair downNow it came back to me yoHandle it wise and brutally yoPut down your tooly and talk like menNo shots rang yo, hittin the ground like mangoesSwiss cheese the thirty-g dorangoFew weeks later son seem em all..I mean em all..Hook(repeat x2)
