[saukrates] a ha, hill yeah, sit back and smoke a fat one. yeah, pronto. look from los to toronto. [saukrates] I that big sox got it going on. I heard that nigga Xzibit got it on. spittin' at 'em. yeah, like a automatic philly.
Yo, revolutionary, Bulldozer, y'all with troops to bury sweep if ya smell fear in these mean streets It's instinct, a bitch and she's far from cheap I got love for my dogs hustling for Put it down for this paper, the real Come wit it, run wit it, wit it Big sauk to shock your and your spirits these lyrics while I spit truth on tape Whether two inch, a dat, or I impregnate wax, so get mine Of anybody's set, I'm the artist next to me? the x to z Together we mcs with text debris Leaving y'all hard to breath Other words, nigga's show love and chicks spit the How real is
[saukrates] {xzibit} I keep it moving and moving, keep it going, going like that {like that y'all}, like {i keep it moving and moving, it going, going like that y'all} Like y'all
See I put the beated nigga, ask him if had enough Tan khakis, t-shirt, wife beater up Looking for How you explain to nigga beer to the bottom that they can't come up Mother fucker say Stack loot so much, reach out and you probably die from the paper cuts I see you lazy fucks, sceming on the speed Keep on dreaming, me any type of reason To stop your breathing, it' me against the world 'cause the deceiving, anybody want to bet me Saukrates, wide like a jet ski Meet a bitch who ain't hard stick like gretzky Look I try to where the lolos and the sets be I roll dolo, how a normal nigga test me I let you have it in the trying to waste me homies can't face me 'cause they scared for their own safety
Chorus {saukrates} repeat 2x
How real is {feel the yeah, feel it {feel the *echoed*} Feel the rush, feel the
Yo, take that, take that, stay back that fake rap, break that 'fore cats react To shallow ass shit, go practice Saukrates never making shit, trust me son If I'm eating, my dogs Use experience for without preaching Each, and everyday I be about my future Preparing for the new world we ain't to Handle that, with caution Peep this mental Hitting you with of funk by the portions Consulting with killers lead to abortion Face in a closed coffin, what!
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[outro: This is how we do mad dawg. ha ha ha ha. yeah, pronto here to Toronto. x to the z, saukrates, mcs baby. so, keep it moving.