Bone Thugs N Harmony - It's All Real lyrics

Krayzie Bone and the Bone, with my mighty, mighty warriors, with my

mighty, mighty warriors.

This is all real, what you see [see]. I said it's all real. It's just the thug in

me.

Nigga, just because Krayzie quiet, speak less, don't be mistakin' my

kindness for weakness. Humble but ready to rumble. My violent side, I

can't deny, I'm like a Jekyll and Hyde, gemini, look if you see me quiet

then I'm plottin' to riot. Why? Tell me, why in they eyes, I'm labeled a

menace, but I like it? Destroy ya. Paranoia will make me blow you

away, but hey. Nigga got too close to me, and that ain't how it's

supposed to be. Nigga want respect, but what do you show me? Playa

hatin', anticipate the day that you can see me fall. Better act like you

know. I'm rollin' with Mo, posse up. Do damage and manage to wiggle

our way out of handcuffs as we strut as thugs we must, doin' our best to

obey God. Violent in this times. Got to do what ya got to do--war 'til

99. Slim nigga, better get up and come and get it if it's really comin'.

Now I get it, I'm a flaunt it. Niggas sayin' Krayzie say ya soft. Come and

get it if ya really want it, yeah [yeah, yeah, yeah]. This hatin', baby, that

gots me so cold. Ya gotta be heartless in certain situations, like

retaliation.

It's all real, what you see. [Truly real.] I said it's all real. It's just the

thug in me.

Niggas be keepin' it all real. We keepin' it all real. With the real, if it's

real, if it's real, then stay real and be real.

We come with nothin' but the real thang, baby.

Krayzie got nothin' but the real thang, baby [the real thang, bang].

Baby, now this is the sound me and my trues, we put this down, way

down. So, now when ya hear me releasin' some shells. Hit the ground

with the quckness, lay, better stay down. On the darkside, take a look and

you'll find true niggas like no other kind. Niggas say fuck the wine, indo

inside, swisha sweet, get me high.

Ain't nothin', get to nothin', somethin' got to be real, real, somethin' got

to be real.

I still be thuggin' in the khakis, boots, and skullies,

and since I'm a weed fiend for the green, nigga, gotta make that money,

man.

It's real always.

Last night, I P.O.D'd, next to me Ouija, Ouija, and I'm fell in this

fucked-up state of mind. Slipped in a dream, and I see demons screamin',

tellin' me it's time to die. Why me? I see some niggas--they comin' to

get me. They creepin' outside of my window. I'm ready to bang, bang,

bang. Aim the 12 gauge pump. When I let go, give it up for the bloody

murda mo', bloody murda mo', mo', mo'. See the nigga when they come

through the window, had to put a bigger hole in his soul. If he getaway,

runnin' out me backdoor, with a me sawed-off swangin'. Get ready to

duck now, to the guts, buck, pap, pap, pow.

Claim my thang to slain them bloody bodies [murda mo', murda mo',

murda mo', murda mo', murda mo', murda mo'], kill 'em all, send them

hoes up in flames, Krayzie insane to the brain. Now I know why I done

did some dirt in my time, 'cause the devil was stressin' my mind, messin'

with my mind. Figure Bone's don't know if (...?...) the real as it everyday,

I can do it if I only pray, maintain, 'cause a nigga was lustin' for money.

Got to get because a nigga was strugglin'. I hit 'em with the Mossberg.

Y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-Off Leather Face, 'til they lay, round after

round after round, they'll fall down, down. May they lay. May they lay

from the eruption, man. We puttin' 'em 6 feet deep, we buck quick, man.

It's all real, what you see. [Truly real.] I said it's all real. It's just the

thug in me.