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RAEKWON lyrics : "Real Ain't Real"

(feat. Polite)

[Hook x2: Raekwon]

Do you know where you going to?
Do you like the things that Lex serving you? But Lex'll murder you


[Raekwon:]
A truck Acura, crazy, heavy tuck style, Dutch style
All my ^!$$%z look rich, all the (*##$es $#&@ loud

Seeing a Benz and look sizzling, don't let it rain, daddy
That's when the reds get more busy
Hyper and shooting at snipers, bloodbaths, some, they laugh

Gleaming in some luxury labs, all the wally down, flicks we flash
Grabbing (*##$es blowing in whips, every blessing, flip up flags
I put that on my wallet, I'm great, kid with the Purple Tape

Claim names, the Louis Lex Diamonds and the makes
All the bank robbing ^!$$%z pump aids, jewelry glass
Commission the mass, to stop the record, pa, switch plates, yo

Real ^!$$%z get big, fake ^!$$%z get hit
Talk about (*##$es won't come to your %#@!
I'm throwing on balley's, laying in denalli's

On my way to Cali, $#&@ ^!$$%z I respect, gun playing the slip

[Chorus: Polite]

Real ain't real no more, yo these ^!$$%z is fake
Ever stared in the eyes of a snake?
To all my real ^!$$%z keeping it street, $#&@ running your mouth

If it's war, then we talk the heat
Hitting off, leaving !@$(s dead, watch his body collapse
And push his brains to the back of his head

And y'all ^!$$%z gon' respect the God, and the word of the streets
You ^!$$%z wanna see Lex go hard


[Raekwon:]
I sing liver than the Ten', sitting in the V, choking my hat down
Everybody fly, folding bricks

Once my ^!$$%z get on, it's on, I'm popping ^!$$%z off top
This is my yacht, stay the $#&@ off
Ya'll ran with the Cuban, started changing names, ^!$$% listen

I started it, you need to just pass me the chain
Don't give me that "I respect your work" bull%#@!
I shot the same game, shot ^!$$%z in planes and stole ^!$$%z wizzes

Yo, that's my ninjas, catching bodies a hobby
Sit back, doola hits, more, listen
Twisting, wrist glisten, slang lord, handle my position

Is to sit back, and kill all fake ^!$$%z
And I sware my ear is the rear version
Don't got time to kill on every track, $#&@ rap, change the wheel

Kneel behind 'burbans, and burst one knee, this is me
All the kid ever wanted was more burners


[Chorus]

[Hook x2]

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