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Group Home f Jack the Ripper, Smiley - The Realness

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Предложение действительно для Российских операторов.

Intro:
Check it out "the realness"-Mobb Deep
Yeah yeah. The foundation. B&B kid. 183rd.

Smiley aka The Ghetto Child:
Yo yo my mind rate metallurgy like a nigga upstate
That`s pushing mad years of crazy weight
I penetrate the shit that you love to hate
Time to meet your fate no time to negotiate
I meditate in my room
Holdin` on map hopin` that a revolution is comin` soon
The smoke consumes my brothers holdin` grudges
Walkin` in courts I and throw ? at the judges
And my cousin is on the run from `89
The pigs came to my crib and saiid they found a bloody nine
With your fingerprints on the evidence
Fuck that let`s go to the roof and bust off the macs
I want a Lex and clean sex
And every apartment furnishin` the whole projects
I don`t regret becomin` a MC
My only regret the real Ghetto Child memory
My man Lil` Dap "comes equipped" - Mobb Deep `Shook Ones part 2"
Yeah Nut Cracker yo "comes equipped"
Yeah Brainsick Mob "comes equipped"
A Mob yo "comes equipped

Lil` Dap:
Yo I`ve been brakin` you brothers just to reach the top
Can`t stop hip hop running through these veins
East New York style one love to the streets
Beatin` down all these rappers like cookers apon the beat
Chicks like my T.L.C. cause they like the way I Creep
When your man leave home I rock that ass to sleep
It`s a New York thing mad love from Brainsick
When we`re walking through the ghetto and we`re poppin` some shit
I`m on my way goin` home drinkin` a Heinagen
Back to the destination where it all begin
Get these motherfuckers off before I brake them in
And for you fish ass niggas we`re not havin` it
Yo Nut you know the feelin` when things ain`t right
When these non fiction niggas start to rap on the mic
I keep shit to myself and keep it real with the game
Fake niggas hang around but they get no fame
Check it out uh

Hook:
"the realness" -scratching

Melachi The Nutcracker ?:
Let me show you what the fucks goin` on in this so called game
I`ll leave you dead the only thing you feel is the pain
From the man collectin` elevatin` his stacks
My name is black if you front get your wig pushed back
I speak the truth plus I keep it sharf for my fam
Like Conan choppin` niggas up on this jam
The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your eyes
I`m on the rise check it Brainsick Enterprise
I keep it movin` and can`t shit hold me back
I`m on your map I bet you didn`t even know that
Slow your role ease back up don`t play bold
Cause if you see me black the star I got total control
Comin` through with the Sick yeah we click click click
Me and my partner Jack the Ripper yeah we on some shit
And I know you can`t hang so don`t ride my dick
Cause I "comes equipped" with that Brainsick shit

Jack The Ripper:
I go deep into my mind and then I starts to flip
Blowin` up ain`t shit watch your bitch get hit
From the brainstorm so let it storm let it storm
When my lyrics digest and rip through your fuckin` chest
So while you sweatin` I be wreckin` plus I can`t be stopped
I wanna rule hip hop an blow a hole in the chart
Keep it movin` cause you know Jack do it right
Flippin` mic after mic then I call it the night
So what`s my destination?
Yo to make it not fake it
Livin` in this fuckin` world is like total domination
To all my niggas in the east yo Ray rest in peace
Make your heart skip a bet because my sound is unique
No hesitation because your ass will get hit
So I will take yours and I will take his
Now you niggas now what the fuck the real is

Hook

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