Real Live Sh*t

(I leave 'em froze like heroin in your nose) Never underestimate the Real Live The gun-slinging, fat mack, a sick type of fuck, 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