Everything Is Real Lyrics - Singles - Remedy

[Intro] 

(Yeah. Yo. What's up yo?) 

What's up? (You got that shit right?) 

Yeah. I got it. (Good let's go then.) 

*police siren* Ah fuck! 

[Remedy] 

Check your mirror the scence couldn't get no clearer 

Exhaling you with intentions of nailing you 

They heard about canary rap sung through word of mouth 

Blow your engine out beyond regional doubt 

The stash house next crash house 

The thirty six z's for a brick in the smash house 

Sealing his pump jacks, release the pressure vac' 

Pressed the powder pack, craving gets that 

Cock my hammer back, what the fuck you looking at? 

With your hat turned back, dipped down in black 

These twenty two CI's like you and me, street guys 

The eyes of the yellow man disguised in lies 

They got the okay to make buys, slaughter the flies 

On the rise, planning my dimise 

Lucky if you see the next day, never dawned on you 

Sun rise, open up your eyes, yo, thier on to you 

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[Chorus: Remedy] 

Sunlight shines on my steel, everything is real 

What I see, what I feel 

Face the fears, yo, what's the deal? 

We must conceal, take a spin on life's wheel 

[Remedy] 

I'm on the lane with a package of raw 'cane 

And I'm waiting for a pick-up, carrying like stick-up 

Licking my lips out, fast flips, dips for action 

Cash rules, my only attraction 

My man selling point, v'fer grams off his beeper 

Let it be, come see me, I've got the same shit cheaper 

Check the spot, the whole shit's hot 

It's dead on the block 'cause somebody talks a lot 

Yo, forget me not, two kids shot, in future not 

Knew the plot, blew the spot, never forgot 

>From South Beach to Springville in big body benzes 

Through New York to the landfill and we're making no menzes 

Level four vests and zoom lenses 

The bully all high and them Shaolin Island kids profiling 

It take place, no discrimination of race 

What a waste for the spotlight just to get a taste 

Photos 

[Chorus] 

[Remedy] 

Maybe the kid you're running with's and informant 

He got a fat file with the DA that just lay dormant 

Inditments for quigles, convictions followed appeals 

And dismissals got you thundering, can't help but wondering 

The club scene, a hundred books of acid and who's on exstacy 

Who sniffs shit and who's right next to me? 

Big John's on a cycle of steroids 

Him and his boys got behind, we've gotta go kill the noise 

Put my life in my man's, hitting speed 

On one fifty, one fifty-five, closing in on one sixty 

A pound a month habit, son, I can't stop smoking 

No joking, you never know, I'll probably die choking 

Smoking weed and leaves with Albanian thieves 

Together plotting up schemes that we all believe 

Mad tricks up the sleave and 

We know when you're coming and leaving 

and we gotta get even 

Sunlight shines on my steel, everything is real 

Pray and kneal, take a spin on life's wheel 

[Chorus]