Lyrical Breakdown of Real Live Shit (Remix) (Feat R - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Ghostface Killah weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Real Live Shit (Remix) (Feat R" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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God body represent this shit without a shotty
That's my word, you know what I'm sayin'?
Verbal intercourse, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hot rock slang, reversible talk, sound check
Architect, mega talk show, alphabet kings
Politic quick, we on some real live thug shit
(We lay men in separate rooms, add a stain to the cup)
Yo, yo, beat downs galore, cats walk away holdin' they jaws
Wishin' they had yours, tours, posters, plush sneaker stores
Boss be gettin' licked, kid, on whatever airline
Restroom style courtesy from stewardess, the bitch washed mine
Shellbox nines never been popped, knowledge, build shots
Israelis be hittin' me, team theft made the store hot
Jewels gleam, niggas beam, whole team labeled wallet king
Goldie bought a pair, Johnny smeared, Dado went to green
World's greatest, Las Vegas paid us
Rap crusaders, casino champs, God sport the latest
Today's math, fuck nothin' but ass, take Cristal baths
Go half on his robbery, run up on Johnny Cash
Kid's invincible, back to back screws, woo
Suspenseful, ya get lynched, start to play it cool
Like a man, like a night out, whiteys callin' me
Like a double date, alkies gettin' steaks
Yo, it's swine inside Hostess cakes
Yo, my man, check the moral or get deaded
Ya bust a shot and the big bullet was unleaded
Word up, yeah, bounty killa
(I leave 'em froze like heroin in they nose)
Yo, I'm elected by a landslide, well known, heaven sent element
That shit you talk's irrelevant, got power like the president
My dialogue's benevolent, no question I'm connected
Got a gift for stick ups and late night coke pick ups
Money talk gets my dick up, especially drug related
Money boss contemplated, Bronx blocks complicated
New York biased so don't try us, mad corrupted minds
For mad corrupted times, thank God I had rhymes
I be a rapper, hooper, hustler, black entrepreneur
Openin' doors for the poor, though it's against the law
Livin' the climate for a killin', smack the law and fuck your order
Some of us watchin' daughters, it's a slaughter
In the world of scramblers and gamblers, dicks and dykes
Long cars and caviar, you know the project, star
I give a penny for your thoughts, pay a nickel for tush
So stop beatin' 'round the bush and give it to me
The way you look is goin' through me
Sue me, takin' everything I got and
Plottin' animosity for my property
Got me and locked me away from the world
I'm wonderin' who's puttin' use to my money and my girl
Hot rock slang, reversible talk, sound check
Architect, mega talk show, alphabet kings
Politic quick, we on some real live thug shit
Hot rock slang, reversible talk, sound check
Architect, mega talk show, alphabet kings
Politic quick, we on some real live thug shit
Check it, yo
Thoughts collaborate with gun talk, shatter we force
My strategy stalks when casualties walk
And tragically caught a cavity in they anatomy
Assault and battery for havin' me
Believin' that they bad in actuality, they cavalry butter soft
Niggas runnin' off with the gun and talk
Loose lips, slip the fucker two clips to shut him off (Blaow)
So sweet dreams to your weak team, my heat fiends
Ya ask the rest, see who pass the test of guns that blast the best
You're not winnin' 'gainst, but Killa Sin is similar to Gilligan
With villainous acts not worth the mentionin'
Like snatchin' pocketbooks or claimin' bodies that you didn't catch
Aimin' empty Glocks at niggas necks without intent to wet
You just a wannabe, gonna be dead
Nigga, in front of me with no abundancy amongst your currency
Flat broke, sellin' lady powder, maybe even flour
Last thing I heard, a fiend had flipped, splashed a baby's shower
Yo, I remember gettin' ganked, staggerin' on the plank
Dwellin' on the edge, full fledged, rappin' for bank
Autopounds touchin' clowns, DT's clock rounds
But Slick was in the SL, fo' the shells hit the ground
Fifty-five on the belt, fifty grand in my belt
Then I swerved to New Jers', that's where Iceberg melt
It was a ruthless type of homicide, this is the drama side
Porcelain nine milli slugs tear up your insides
Venomous vocabulary, mad niggas heard it
Got anointed like the Juice, two minutes before his verdict
Who makin' claims? Who movin' 'caine on trains?
Slick lines is open, out of state kids, give me the lane
Def flip the track, cut the rhyme like quinine
Stampin' undertaker, the slums is mine, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, real live from the P
This is the remix, word up
Full Gambino representin'
Tony Starks, yeah, yeah, my clique
Cappadon doin' his thing
Killa Sin, hit 'em, hit 'em, kid, yeah
Lord Tariq, you nice, duke, uh
K-Def, knahmean, keep crushin' 'em, son
I, am the magnificent, am the magnificent
Am the magnificent, am the magnificent
Am the magnificent, am the magnificent
Am the magnificent, am the magnificent
Am the magnificent, am the magnificent
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Simply wasn't no type of big drug dealer
But why sweat it?
I'm all into my music 'cause that's how I make ends meet
Aw, fuck it, the Kane is invincible
Simply wasn't no type of big drug dealer
But why sweat it?
I'm all into my music 'cause that's how I make ends meet
Aw, fuck it, the Kane is invincible
The numbers changed and the crib's a little sadder
But if you was real, you'd see it really wouldn't matter, hey
The numbers changed and the crib's a little sadder
But if you was real, you'd see it really wouldn't matter, hey
The numbers changed and the crib's a little sadder
But if you was real, you'd see it really wouldn't matter
Don't fuck me in the head with that, go 'head with that
Ooh, he got an afro, but I got dough
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
You didn't know I was the bomb, baby
Invincible, K to the Def, yeah
Stop right there, you messed up, run it back, K