The real, for real , Rap-A-Lot Mafia Aaaaaahhhhh
It-wa it-wa it wa it was......
It was once said by your man who wouldn`t quit
Stop bullshittin` and make another hit
I looked him in his eyes and told him that ain`t shit
Gimme 30 minutes and i`mma wreck this bitch
So I wrote this rhyme i`mma bout to say
To tell him how it went down back in the day
See most niggas give they props to Run DMC
But dem` niggas in the south gotta give it to me
You see I was wrecking shit when they was doin` the worm
Parachute pants coming through with the perm
I ain`t never been a pussy I was all day rough
Bitches try to rap like they was always tough
But thats bullshit cause niggas know my name ring bells
>From M.C. J.H. ?????????
Got much love for most cities but i`mma S.A. fool
7th Graders shouldn`t bring the scraps to school
So when you say you only listen to the real M.C.`s
Let me spell it out for you, for real M- E its the same Mista Scarface from
the 1980`s
You bitches tried to bring out`cha best but cha` can`t fade me
Cause I was rockin` shit when ????? was still living
And you niggas was hangin` on the corner bullshittin`
Now you wanna jump in the game on both feet
Sell a few tapes and forget that you know me
But remember the one you got the idea from
See I`mma real artist so my ideas come
But you sounded like I sounded on The World is Mine
I catch you style-stealin` time after time
Now you on the mission trying to sound like Puff
Get cho` own shit and stop riding the jock
The realest nigga down south? I gotta say thats J
Y`all muthafuckas don`t deserve that name
And let me break it down to you one more time
Think about it before you start out your rhyme
I`m one of the coldest M.C. to ever touch the mic
So I apply the pressure til` I bust the pipe
And niggas always ask why I keep changing my style (why)
Cause i keep hearing muthafuckas claiming my style
And then they got the nerves to say they colder than me
Then why the fuck you niggas can`t go gold before me
I see you on your videos on B.E.T.
It makes me wanna kick a hole in my T.V.
Cause i hate an individual who is fake as that
I gotta dropped Bentley with a Ranch to match
Nigga I finish with my shoot, my shit it can`t go back
You back in yo` chevette ?????????
I started making records at the age 15
Affiliated with the game at age 16
An honorary member of the whole???????
Cut dem` blocks in half and continued to flip
[In droning voice]
[And now I got you figured that I`m not to old
Never will i fall off cause i`m wasn`t too old]
??? to the seminar and shit went cool
Started talking bout they bitches and the boys got booed
Heart-broke packed up shit and headed for home
Then I spoked to Lil` James on the telephone
Where the real niggas come from(repeats to end)
(Scarface talking to end)
