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Real Live is a live album by American singer-songwriter Bob Dylan, released on November 29, 1984 by Columbia Records. Recorded during the artist's 1984 European Tour, most of the album was recorded at Wembley Stadium on 7 July, but "License to Kill" and "Tombstone Blues" come from St James' Park, Newcastle on 5 July, and "I and I" and "Girl from the North Country" were recorded at Slane Castle, Ireland on 8 July. more »

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1996

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(I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose) 

Never underestimate the Real Live
The gun-slinging, fat mack, a sick type of f*ck, who dat?
I left blood stain in every spot that I rock
I'm representin' Jersey, spittin' rhymes like a Glock

Into the Cape Fear MC's be shell-shocked
I got the stash in my dash with the stock and the oo-wop
Who the gun abuser, who the stupid hooker user?
The pimp with the blow, countin' bank in the Land Cruiser

I get a charge from a sound of the bust
I was made to crush, I'm wettin' rappers til they rust
Plus my regiment is elite, mega deep
20 steep we creep in a five car fleet

That's how I'm bouncin' for the nine-fifth, son
We don't promote no masquerade 'cause we was players from day one
We start trends, we make hits
K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live Shit

(I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose)
K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live Shit

Smoke-tinted windows 'cause I'm movin' with heat
I got a mean-ass broad in my shotgun seat
You can get buck any day of the week
That nigga Larry O be makin' rappers retreat

You know in life I fail, jake is on my tail
I blew up your block, I let it haze like black hail
I use a M16 to blast clowns off the planet
In cold blood, my heart is made of granite

My counterpart the K to the Def
Wicked beat-maker, mass murderer with his left
We got the whole game locked, so
Beats on hold like a pimp on a stroll

I'm bustin' caps at the sugar coated rap, yo
This is a lyrical terrorist manifesto
Sipping the Remy, gettin' lit, I'm hit
Ignite a fat spliff, I'm on some Real Live Shit

(I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose)
K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live Shit

Back once more, for my niggas with the encore
One last verse to blow the spot then I bounce
Up out the scene 'cause I'm on some low shit
Tank-rollin' niggas on that ghetto pro shit

Damn, I hate to settle for less, true that
I want to live mega fat, push a Benz like a diplomat
Automatic Tecs Lazarus around my neck
Engineerin' shit with Corleone respect

The international world class don
Came to reign on hip-hop, I can't be stopped
I shoot the breeze with expertise
The mic is like a toast and when I rhyme I squeeze

The criminalogists kickin' criminalogy
The way I'm shakin' you is like a bank robbery
So yo, get on the floor and get face down
Take these slugs to your head so I can bust your fucking clown

That's what you get for playin' slick
K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live Shit

(I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose)
K-Def and Larry-O be on some Real Live Shit

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