lirik lagu buddha monk – how real is real
[intro: drunken dragon]
sometimes i don’t understand these cats
f-ck is you talking too, i’m telling you duke
better get the f-ck out my face with that bullsh-t
n-gg-s ain’t havin’ it over here, son, for real, kid
it’s like this…
[drunken dragon:]
thug life, drug life and fast money
bubblin’, got young bloods searching for trouble
and the myst of murder one, bustin’ guns at scuffles
po-po, bout to f-ck up your hustle, slithering
fair weather friends and broads go awol
houdini’s in a total recall, afraid of predators
prey, say they prayers in nightmares
still get they panties rocked, by black c-ck ammunition
spittin’ like s-m-n from foul demons on a mission
the six-six-six is still ticking
you wishing for the mystical to redeem
the spiritual, evil sh-t you do
but whose looking out for you? yo
[chorus: drunken dragon]
how real is real, is it something you feel, or something you front
something you will and something you want
never want a m-ss of energies in your force field
still, the guard-u-now’ll get you killed
[drunken dragon:]
n-gg-, don’t front for my approval, sh-t ain’t all good
i grew up a po’ n-gg-, strugglin’ in the hood
get a mil, i barely could, til i started banging n-gg-s
me in guess jeans, connect, for triple figures
didn’t dig it though, it wasn’t me or my st–ze
still tight, so hold a mics, caught a quick cash flow
that crack sh-t, had ’em doing back flips and semi’s
losing they sense, i learned alot from the dummies
searching for the other wise, and duties of the civilized
then i mutated, and formed three eyes
realized, my true culture, now vote ya life taking
giving more than i received, then i believed
that, d-mn i stand for justice, must this be i’m moving fast
they say i’m too d-mn old & outta control from smoking too much gr-ss
bbut i got trouble in the myst, and all i got is dragon fists
aiming at your brain, at point blank range, and oh this sh-t don’t miss
yo, ain’t n-body swinging like this, i bring the myst
leave ya blind to the sh-t, that my m-th-f-cking clip spit
herbs yet, from the devastation, that be destination
trooping with that nation, keep the foul b-ssing
ya blood rising like diamond crystal, when the nines in between
ya eyes, bout to take out ya third sight
seen it all when i was younger, many n-gg- still under
impression, and second guessing without doing the knowledge
metaphorical, hypothetical, story tellers
still don’t understand how i stay a hot fella
ya barking like old yeller, still ain’t got the bite of this
vicious rhymealicious, ambitious in the game
flame stay lit, to spark the brain, start the session
i make born the seven, and find my own heaven
[chorus]
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