Bone Thugs-N-Harmony It's All Real Lyrics

Krayzie Bone and the Bone, with my mighty, mighty warriors, with my mighty, mighty warriors.
This is all real, what you see [see]. I said it's all real. It's just the thug in me.

n____, just because Krayzie quiet, speak less, don't be mistakin' my kindness for weakness. Humble but ready to rumble. My violent side, I can't deny, I'm like a Jekyll and Hyde, gemini, look if you see me quiet, then I'm plottin' to riot. Why? Tell me, why in they eyes, I'm labeled a menace, but I like it? Destroy ya. Paranoia will make me blow you away, but hey. n____ got too close to me, and that ain't how it's supposed to be. n____ want respect, but what do you show me? You playa hate and anticipate the day that you can see me fall. Better act like you know. I'm rollin' with Mo, posse up. Do damage and manage to wiggle our way out of handcuffs as we strut as thugs we must, doin' our best to obey God. Violent in these times. Got to do what ya got to do--war 'til 99. Slim n____, gotta get up, and go and get it, if it's real, it comin'. Now I got it, and I'm a floor the n____s actin' crazy. The safety's off: come and get it if ya really want it, yeah [yeah, yeah, yeah]. It's hatin', baby, t
hat gots me so cold. Ya gotta be heartless in certain situations, like retaliation.

It's all real, what you see. [Truly real.] I said it's all real. It's just the thug in me.
n____s be keepin' it all real. We keepin' it all real. With the real, if it's real, if it's real, then stay real and be real.
We come with nothin' but the real thang, baby.
Krayzie got nothin' but the real thang, baby [the real thang, bang].

Baby, now this is the sound me and my trues, we put this down, way down. So, now when ya hear me releasin' some shells, hit the ground with the quickness, lay, better stay down. On the darkside, take a look and you'll find true n____s like no other kind. n____s say f___ the wine, indo inside, swisha sweet, get me high.

Ain't nothin', get to nothin', somethin' got to be real, real, somethin' got to be real.

I still be thuggin' in the khakis, boots, and skullies,
and since I'm a weed fiend for the green, n____, gotta make that money, man.

It's real always.

Last night, I P.O.D'd, next to me Ouija, Ouija, and I fell in this f___ed-up state of mind. Slipped in a dream, and I seen demons screamin', tellin' me it's time to die. Why me? I see some n____s--they comin' to get me. They creepin' outside of my window. I'm ready to bang, bang, bang. Aim the 12 gauge pump. When my lead go, give it up for the b_____ murda mo', b_____ murda mo', mo', mo'. See the n____ when they go through the window, had to put a bigger hole in his soul. If he getaway, runnin' out my backdoor, with a me sawed-off swangin'. Get ready to duck now, to the guts, buck, pap, pap, pow.

Claim my thang to slang them b_____ bodies [murda mo', murda mo', murda mo', murda mo', murda mo', murda mo'], kill 'em all, send them hoes up in flames, Krayzie insane to the brain.

Now I know why I did some dirt in my time, 'cause the devil was stressin' my mind, messin' with my mind. n____, Bone's don't know if (...?...) I turn to realize that everyday, I can do it if I only pray, maintain, 'cause a n____ was l___in' for money, got to get it, 'cause a n____ was strugglin'. I hit 'em with the Mossberg. Y'all heard about Mr. Sawed-off Leather Face, 'til them lay, round after round after round, they'll fall down, down. May they lay. May they lay from that eruption, man. We puttin' 'em six feet deep. We buck, we bang.

It's all real, what you see. [Truly real.] I said it's all real. It's just the thug in me.