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Recognize n Realize
Cella Dwellas
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[Hook: U.G. and (Kool G Rap)
What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealin' with real guys
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealin' with real guys
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
U.G., let me set this, microphone, check this and bless this
And reminisce, Sour Patch and five-cent fish
And fast food, I'll blast dude if he wants static
Straight to the attic for the automatic
From high school, learned the golden rule
To pack tools and wear jewels and not be played for the fool
Every week, brand new kicks on my feet
'Cause down the block, I sold more rocks than Pete
Guessin' low from head to toe
Can't forget my Jerry G, then I got my GED
Mama chumps flippin' 'cause I got left back
Didn't know I had the skills for this record contract
Now the whole damn block is tryna
Sound like me 'cause I MC
And stay flavor like lollipops and charms
And blow up spots like napalm bombs in Vietnam
Yo, I'm on heat like the beach sand on Baywatch
And spray Glocks like corrupt transit cops
And keep the shot proof under my puffy North Face
Goose when I walk the deuce, sippin' over-proof
Gettin' pissy, visions of gettin' stuck for my papes
Like my name was Biggie, therefore, my trigger finger stays itchy
My index set to squeeze at my enemies
It's jelly, keep clips on my side like a celly
All high, handle biz, big boy
I don't be jokin', grab the nine and come out smokin'
Kids like the mask, blast you if I have to, son
I'm a born killer, what? And it's natural
[Hook: U.G. and (Kool G Rap)
What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealin' with real guys
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
For the next couple lines, watch me get mines
As the shorties rock, still tap the forty top
I got tired of the freeze from D.T.'s
And droppin' to my knees and prayin' to God, "Please
I hope they don't shoot me up"
These hillbilly cowboys, they boot me up, root and toot me up
I also got tired of the snitches
I still got love for my niggas, the riches, the bitches
But no more crime, drugs, and stick-ups
Now I'm in the rap game, hope my record sales pick up
Did a couple of shows, three videos
Fucked some new hoes, bought some new clothes
Ain't nothin' changed, still want ends
I still wanna chill with my friends
I still want the same black Benz
Until then, I'll rock a '87 blazer
Sometimes I still pack a razor that'll phase ya
Not Fantasia, fantastic
And U.G., cellar dwellers from now to infinity
The federation, cream Cristal and pistols
And thick gals with thick brows
Stick an individual out for hundreds
Not in your stomach, jewels, you run it
When I be clickin', pushin' rocks with no ignition
They bend fully, crews get bullied by my team
The infrared got the lead beam, some get steamed
Or blazed by the six-shooters, whips and hooters
I'm dippin' on scooters through the P.J.'s
These days is trife, everyday life is bugged
So my clique stacked with slugs for the Mac-11
Crews gets sonned or gunned down like in the West
Wear armor on my chest to protect my flesh
From the young guns blastin' just to get a rep
Like Guru, when up close, sprays with the two-two
Hit you with two and rip through your epidermis
Slugs hit your mug and burn like a furnace
[Hook: U.G. and (Kool G Rap)
What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealin' with real guys
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
What's the deal? Yo, the real is in front of your eyes
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
How you feel? Son, chill, you're dealin' with real guys
Recognize and realize, kid, don't fantasize
Recognize and realize
Recognize and realize
Recognize and realize
Don't fantasize
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