lirik lagu who’s really real? – b-eazy
[intro: b-eazy]
look, i don’t think n-gg-s really understand right now! i mean a n-gg- wanna test a n-gg- realness and sh-t. don’t take my kindness for a weakness, n-gg-! man, my n-gg-, everything i got, i motherf-cking got on my own, n-gg-! part of the motherf-cking grind! n-gg-, i can’t say the same for some n-gg-s!
[verse 1: b-eazy]
hate it or love it, i’m the realest n-gg- getting it/
if you envision different, then listen while i’m spitting this/
i wasn’t born with silver spoons in my mouth/
in fact i had platinum!/
cuz when in the womb, i started stacking/
who other partner you know, steady making his doe?/
if you ain’t bout getting them figures/
i ain’t doing business with ya!/
picture b with no cash/
like wilt c. with no -ss/
back of the plane, with no cl-ss/
yeah right, i’m having that!/
cash aside, hurt n-gg-s pride/
cuz i don’t have no best friends/
stay with clients or -ssociates, sh-t/
or those i’m getting doe with/
t. jones told me/
as a youngin, look i didn’t like n-body holding me/
imagine now i’m holder, what’ll happen if you close to me/
may you burn if you flirt with fire/
acquire doe & live your life/
yet learn to make your circle tighter/
fire those who ain’t riding with you/
and keep your sh-t official/
get your doe, then get some more/
fa sho, b-eazy’s riding with ya!
[hook: b-eazy]
who’s really real?/
so many squeal & steady claim that they trill/
the real soldiers out there dying on the battlefield/
who’s really real?/
is it determined by how many n-gg-s you shot?/
how many glocks you done popped?/
how many cars you copped?/
who’s really real?/
it ain’t about where you from/
it’s how you come/
i don’t care about your past & what you done, n-gg-!/
who’s really real?/
some n-gg-s flirt with death/
fiending for wealth/
look in the mirror, n-gg- ask yourself/
who’s really real?
[verse 2: b-eazy]
we just had the deadliest day in iraq/
so i called my brother just to hear him talk back/
you’d think he’d be safe, stationed in sc, an a.f. mechanic/
but with double-digits dying in chopper crashes, it’s frantic!/
god d-mn it! the death toll? 3,000!/
same number as the people died in new york/
this n-gg- bush is wildin!/
yet smiling, while soldiers dying in a turf war/
but what for?/
bush yelling out “fore!”/
while wheeling round on a golf course/
sh-t and i’m from texas, n-gg-!/
the same state executing more convicts/
than the windy city’s crime rate/
and n-gg-s dying everyday for cheese/
the same war up in these streets/
is the same war they having overseas!/
don’t get it twisted, that gang banging is real!/
the 1st n-gg- that showed me a blood sign got k!lled!/
few shots to the back of his head/
they watched his blood spill, and for what?/
another soldier dead in the field
[hook: b-eazy]
who’s really real?
so many squeal & steady claim that they trill/
the real soldiers out there dying on the battlefield/
who’s really real?/
is it determined by how many n-gg-s you shot?/
how many glocks you done popped?/
how many cars you copped?/
who’s really real?/
it ain’t about where you from/
it’s how you come/
i don’t care about your past & what you done, n-gg-!/
who’s really real?/
some n-gg-s flirt with death/
fiending for wealth/
look in the mirror, n-gg- ask yourself/
who’s really real?/
[verse 2: b-eazy]
one man, one mind/
few rhymes, new sound/
all i had to elevate barge house of the ground!/
what you thought?/
n-gg-s would support by showing me love?/
but all i got was fake hugs/
soft daps & shrugs/
look at that arrogant little n-gg-/
thinking he running sh-t/
popping sh-t about him heading the city/
the next p. diddy/
on the road to riches/
with a vengeance like 50/
stuck to his mp and his keyboard/
like “what the f-ck is he on?”/
that little n-gg- writes & produces his sounds? cool/
plus mixes ’em down & still sh-tting on clowns, too?/
nah, he could never make it/
too long, i’ve felt the hatred/
my flow declared the greatest!/
yet, you steady hating this?/
i went against the grain/
gained little game from j/
yet, similar to jay/
i’m a do it my way!/
stay regional if you may/
and watch me skate off to the top/
blowing paper in 50 states/
i’m gone!
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