How Real Is That

Killer thoughts acquitted
Realer talk, I still walk and live it
No one worry
No hung jury regards for prison
Pardon, don't get me started like a worn engine
When it's on I come off hard like I had a porn addiction
In fact, it's more religion involved than cross to christians
How in the booth given the truth
All sinnings are living proof since my youth of alcohol and women
Y'all kidding
The chip-toothed spitting kid's on a mission
Listen, I came from nothin but aimed for somethin
Never changed, so don't ever claim J was frontin
Never banged and I don't claim no gang
But things changed in Hip Hop
Since B.I.G. and 'Pac were slain for nothin
Tired of lames comin' in the game fuckin it up
They buggin'
This is in my veins, no 'caine pumpin
Shit's crazy, deranged, but I'm sane
All the same I maintain
Buck thirty in the fast lane bumpin

Respect from my hood to ya neck of the woods
Ya'll better get it while the getting is good
Real feel what I feel
Haters chill in the back
I sign blood on the deal
Now how real is that

Respect from my hood to ya neck of the woods
Ya'll better get it while the getting is good
Real feel what I feel
Haters chill in the back
I sign blood on the deal
Now how real is that

From start to finish
Like transplants put my heart in this
Stamp that
I play my part and stay a star in it
I'm the J laid at bars twisted
Blaze a cigar
Maybe laced hard with the haze all in it
Through trial and error
I bettered my lifestyle forever
Cause it's now or never I vow to pile cheddar
'Til J. Hughes is known
Paid dues alone
"Trill to the death" engraved on my tombstone
Pour liquor for those of us dead and gone
They don't quite get the picture
I direct this alone
A Hughes brother few others view under society's menace
Go hard as O-Dawg with rhymes in each sentence
If I said it I meant it
Never bite my tongue
Unless I slide between thighs and find me some cunt
Mami try me
Papi might be eyeing some fun
Like you riding me
Stop lying, you dying to cum

Respect from my hood to ya neck of the woods
Ya'll better get it while the getting is good
Real feel what I feel
Haters chill in the back
I sign blood on the deal
Now how real is that

Respect from my hood to ya neck of the woods
Ya'll better get it while the getting is good
Real feel what I feel
Haters chill in the back
I sign blood on the deal
Now how real is that

Respect from my hood to ya neck of the woods
Ya'll better get it while the getting is good
Real feel what I feel
Haters chill in the back
I sign blood on the deal
Now how real is that



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Hughes
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