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fat joe - the shit is real (dj premier remix) lyrics

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yeah, this is goin’ out
to all the live motherf-ckers, knowhati’msayin’?
all the real n-gg-z

bronx, brooklyn, manhattan, queens, california
labella, puerto rico, wherever the f-ck you from
knowhati’msayin’? yeah

this story takes place, back in the south bronx
where at the age of fourteen, i was already knockin’ off punks
(yeah)
and suckers were scared to death, every time i walked by
i hear them n-gg-z take their last breath
(ah)

see i just didn’t give a f-ck and if you had a c skin
a leather bomber, you was gettin’ stuck
(word)
that was the way it was

one day i went to visit my aunt and stuck up my ‘cuz
see sh-t was f-cked up back then
no matter what the f-ck i did i never had no ends
and my mom’s was on welfare

aiyyo, i knew i had a father but the n-gg- was never there
so what the f-ck was i to do?
i’m sick and tired of bein’ the b-mmiest n-gg- out the crew

i gotta get mine, i gotta get cash
i see an old man, i’m gonna rob him with the quick fast
give me your motherf-ckin’ loot, papi
i’m gonna get paid and can’t a d-mn thing stop me

see i’m tired of this poor sh-t and who the cops?
well, they can suck my motherf-ckin’ d-ck
’cause all them n-gg-z ever do is har-ss
that’s why i get glad when i hear somebody smoked that -ss

just to let ya know how i feel
word ’em up, the f-ckin’ sh-t is real
hey yo, it’s real

aiyyo, the sh-t is real
aiyyo, it’s real
word up, the sh-t is real

now i’m sixteen and there’s a brand new scene
i’m makin’ mad loot, gettin’ paid off the dope fiends
(word)
keep the sh-t in check, in order
and my main man tone was f-ckin’ everybody else’s daughter

see everybody knew in town
that joe and tone had sh-t locked down
and a n-gg- wouldn’t test me
it seems like every other day the f-ckin’ cops arrest me
(yeah)

but the sh-t will never stick
i make one phone call and be out like quick
’cause uncle dan had my back
and now n-gg-z gettin’ jealous ’cause they know i’m livin’ fat

talkin’ sh-t around the way and on the block
but never in my face, ’cause they knew i packed a glock
and my crew is mad deep
a bunch of crazy puerto ricans, so aiyyo, don’t sleep
(word)

and all you b-tch -ss n-gg-z know the deal
check it out, the f-ckin’ sh-t is real
hey yo, it’s real

aiyyo, it’s real
the f-ckin’ sh-t is real
yeah, aiyyo, it’s real

check it out
let me let ya know why i made this song
(why?)
brothers can’t deal with the real, word is bond

i’m sick and tired of these fake -ss n-gg-z
sayin’ that they catchin’ bodies when they never pulled a trigga
i know your style, i’ve seen it before
you wear an army suit, now you think you’re hardcore

drinkin’ on your forty’s, smokin’ on your blunts
can’t afford a chain so you wear gold fronts, yeah
you’re fakin’ the funk, kid
and you’ll be gettin’ it up the -ss if you ever did a f-ckin’ bid

it’s time to separate the real from the phony
the name is fat joe, punk, act like you know me
i come equipped with the ruff sh-t
nowadays i can’t believe the bull rappers come up with

and all ya b-tch -ss n-gg-z know the deal
check it out, the f-ckin’ sh-t is real
hey yo, it’s real

aiyyo, the sh-t is real
aiyyo, it’s real
the f-ckin’ sh-t is real

word up
i wanna say peace to my peeps, the beatnuts
messengers of funk, strickly roots
my man funk flex, zulu nation
jazzy j in the house

diamond d, the whole diggin’ in the crates crew
and rest in peace to my man tony montana
aiyyo, i’m out, word is bond
the sh-t is real, aiyyo

- fat joe lyrics

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