Real Lyrics - A Song For You - Bizzy Bone

BIZZY BONE REAL (FREESTYLE) LYRICS 

Intro: Bizzy Bone (Chris Notez) 

(Yeah Im so real, real, real, real) 

Driving on the motherfucking freeway and shit, you know what Im saying? 

70 motherfucking miles per motherfucking hour 

You know Ima reach it up to 75, this how we do it baby 

Boy get much more motherfucking deeper 

Man this the motherfucking reaper is hanging on your shoulders 

I wanna give him a hug and tell him that I love him and Im getting older 

And life is getting colder but motherfuckers words are getting bolder 

Verse 1: Bizzy Bone 

While Im walking in the trenches of Cali 

Im feeling these motherfuckers wanna see me all fucked up in an alley 

They wanna see me with no money, they really wanna see me hungry 

But of course Im gonna clean myself, Im feeling lovely 

As they walking through the matrix, dont even say it 

Homeless aint homeless nigga, they aint boneless 

And dont play it, aint no hatred 

Motherfuckers dont even know, dont even say it 

Give it back to these niggas, they dont need no knowledge 

Motherfuckers need to pay some homage 

I aint even trying to take your ass to the ghetto or spiritual college 

Cause these motherfuckers dont know and leather squallas 

I need a bomber so I can hang through the cold 

So I can hang through the bold so I can hang with the old 

Meaning the the ancients as they sitting over and watching 

This is the way we do it, the time is ticking and its the clock 

Chorus: Chris Notez (Bizzy Bone) 

To heal (Im a real motherfucker till they kill me) 

Ima blaze the weed, hit the drink 

Baby thats just me (Im a real motherfucker till they kill me) 

Yeah Im so real, real, real, real 

(x2) 

Verse 2: Bizzy Bone (Chris Notez) 

My battles, they be coming in dreams 

And motherfuckers dont know that Im seeing through the seams 

As I crease up the jeans and I buckle the belt 

And I rock this motherfucker, it aint for myself 

And I rock this motherfucker, it aint for my dealth 

And I rock this motherfucker, it aint for my health 

Cause Imma drink what I drink, Imma smoke what I smoke 

If I die from the liver cancer, bitch I joke 

Im a real motherfucker till they kill me (Yeah Im so real, real, real, real) 

Thou shall never kill, this is how they grill me 

This is how they gonna feel me, this is how they are awaken 

And this is that, that awoke, they say BB you still smoking? 

Course I need some chronic in my system 

Motherfuckers wont even fucking listen 

Gotta get them when you get them, you ridding them when you rid them 

If you listen then you listen if not what the fuck 

Chorus: Chris Notez (Bizzy Bone) 

To heal (Im a real motherfucker till they kill me) 

Ima blaze the weed, hit the drink 

Baby thats just me (Im a real motherfucker till they kill me) 

Yeah Im so real, real, real, real 

(x2) 

Outro: Bizzy Bone 

One time for their motherfucking mind, most motherfucking definitely 

Motherfuckers cant even come up in this motherfucking garden 

With no shit, flat out get the fuck outta here 

World wanna know nothing, thats why God put 9 percent of the brain 

Take out that cerebellum for me mayne 

They dont need to know nothing, one time for they mind 

Be easy on them cuz