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REDMAN lyrics : "Iz He 4 Real"

yah word up
Hooooaa, haha
haaaaaa [Rock, Leflah Leflour Eshkoshkah:] ("Iz he for real he can't be")

yah word up
Haha, hooooaa
haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")

yah word up
Hoooooaa, iz he 4 real
haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")

Haha, unbeknown, unbelieved
Hoooooaa, haha
haaaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be")


Somebody light the fuse so I can bring bad news
To all these crews who can't NBA Jam with the shoes

That double shot Hennesee got my mind trippin
Drunk enough to start a campaign on $$# kickin
With my ^!$$% Keith who give $$#ists like Scott Pippen

For MC derelict whippin, cap or @@#! twistin
Drop your money in the slot if your block don't got
a real representer @@#!ed for action like my block got

Rhyme skills three and a quarter for them drop tops
Your caliber, straight up #~!!@ who pop glocks
While I kick facts react on funky tracks

Give me room like the Hyatt while I run this jungle habitat
And if I snap get that monkey off my back
Me and mikes together roll tighter than Slick and Vance Wright

Toast to the real MC's that can feel me
And if your (*##$ ain't jumpin now then later on she will be
All these weak punk MC's kill me

They don't feel me, come to Jersey get jacked like Jill G

Hooooo, haaaaa ("Iz he for real he can't be") [x4]

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