Lyrics:
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It's all real over here
Killa Sin, 9th Prince, what
We don't give a fuck
know her name
I been focused on the business, it ain't shit that's out my range
Most my family out the trenches, all this real shit in my veins
P.O.E.
Killa, killa, killa, killa, killa, killa dog
It's killa dog, I'll kill you dog, dog
Yeah, check it out now
Yeah
What means the world to you?
a target
Kids cook s'mores off the crotch of our targets
Kumbaya bitch
Bucker up lil' trooper
You can't get past me, I'm stuck in the future
The shit
she'd live with no arm
That's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Handcuffed
the world over for real
We can take over the world (World! Aye, yeah!)
We can take over the world (Over the world!)
We can take over the world (World! Aye,
this cool, I'll go major in real estate
Buy a bigger place for you and I
Living with my parents ain't that glamorous
But it'll get us by
You a super
like a storm trooper, Ryan Sola like joining Lucas
Sad to see what y'all did to rap, man I can't stay with you all doing
So I'm disgusted, all of you
the head by a Ruger
Some angry teen who was mad about Terrance
And wanted revenge on these troopers.
Though Officer Gomez was not there
On that night, this
storm troopers
March right across the Maginot line
I've seen two world wars
I've seen men send rockets out into space
I foresee a holocaust
disaster
I was hanging out in Berlin
In the year one thousand nine hundred and thirty nine
I've seen Hitler's storm troopers
March right across
I can't help you, if you won't help yaself
So help me, help you find peace
If you tell me, I can make it real ill
I'm in the field, feel me?
We got
liquor made my dawg insane
Booted up or geeked, it's the same thang
Fish scale or Molly, it's the same name
Murdered by the stains, which stain you
that fire
Its real dog, I live in the fire
Used to being in the streets homie, in the mists of the fire
Break works put it in pots, sit it in fire
know why I'm so nice when it come to spittin That fire Its real dog I live in the fire Used to being in the streets homie in the mists of the Fire Break
problem is some people haven't been
Put in the dipper and poured back on the world
Woke up on the west coast for the first time in my life
Drove
jewels get smothered, trust it I'm a thug for real
Since 'Pac and Biggie, I kept sixty and hugged the steel
Now I glide, fly and ride by above the grill
and willin to die with our boots on
Dressed in fatigues this is real we ain't no actors
We don't wear this shit for no fashion
You'll see how real it is when
! It's real!
It's realer than real, realer than real
It's a sick world that we live in, let some tell it
Some put it in books, some yell it
You need
Pity to such a point that I don't even care about crossing a line
Maybe if you didn't make me angry, then I would pay you no mind
Real talk, that
the streets
Now police try lockin' us
No guns bust, used to sell in the crutch
Yeah, the world trust the world
The world keepin' the trust
Huh, Binoculars, eyes
Excuse me trooper, will you be needing any packets
Today? Yo, be , don't be throwin' on my jacket, ok?
Cool, just trying to get your attention
So
[Chorus: Jazze Pha]
Nothin' in the world make a nigga feel better
Than when you're suckin' my dick
(Lick it right there, suck it real good
lick it
yeah, tell me what is really real?
I'm tryna buy a new Ferrari for my newest deal
Baby girl say, "The world really hate us, huh?"
Pray a lot and maybe
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