Check it out, the realness   Yeah, yeah   The foundation, B&B kid, 183rd      Yo, yo, my mind rate metallurgy like a nigga upstate   That's pushing mad years of crazy weight   I penetrate the shit that you love to hate   Time to meet your fate no time to negotiate      I meditate in my room, holdin' on map   Hopin' that a revolution is comin' soon   The smoke consumes my brothers holdin' grudges   Walkin' in courts I and throw [unverified] at the judges      And my cousin is on the run from '89   The pigs came to my crib and said they found a bloody nine   With your fingerprints on the evidence   Fuck that let's go to the roof and bust off the macs      I want a Lex and clean sex   And every apartment furnishin' the whole projects   I don't regret becomin' a MC   My only regret the real Ghetto Child memory      My man Lil' Dap, comes equipped   Mobb Deep Shook Ones part 2   Yeah, Nut Cracker, yo, comes equipped   Yeah, Brainsick Mob, comes equipped   A Mob, yo, comes equipped      Yo, I've been brakin' you brothers just to reach the top   Can't stop hip hop runnin' through these veins   East New York style one love to the streets   Beatin' down all these rappers like cookers upon the beat      Chicks like my T L C 'cause they like the way I Creep   When your man leave home I rock that ass to sleep   It's a New York thing mad love from Brainsick   When we're walking through the ghetto and we're poppin' some shit      I'm on my way goin' home drinkin' a Heineken   Back to the destination where it all begin   'Get these motherfuckers off before I brake them in   And for you fish ass niggas we're not havin' it      Yo, Nut, you know the feelin' when things ain't right   When these non fiction niggas start to rap on the mic   I keep shit to myself and keep it real with the game   Fake niggas hang around but they get no fame, check it out, uh      The realness      Let me show you what the fucks goin' on in this so called game   I'll leave you dead the only thing you feel is the pain   From the man collectin' elevatin' his stacks   My name is Black if you front get your wig pushed back      I speak the truth plus I keep it sharf for my fam   Like Conan choppin' niggas up on this jam   The beat is cook so stupid niggas open your eyes   I'm on the rise check it Brainsick Enterprise      I keep it movin' and can't shit hold me back   I'm on your map I bet you didn't even know that   Slow your role ease back up don't play bold   'Cause if you see me black the star I got total control      Comin' through with the Sick, yeah, we click, click, click   Me and my partner Jack the Ripper, yeah, we on some shit   And I know you can't hang so don't ride my dick   'Cause I comes equipped with that Brainsick shit      I go deep into my mind and then I starts to flip   Blowin' up ain't shit watch your bitch get hit   From the brainstorm so let it storm let it storm   When my lyrics digest and rip through your fuckin' chest      So while you sweatin', I be wreckin' plus I can't be stopped   I wanna rule hip hop an blow a hole in the chart   Keep it movin' 'cause you know, Jack do it right   Flippin' mic after mic then I call it the night      So what's my destination? Yo, to make it not fake it   Livin' in this fuckin' world is like total domination   To all my niggas in the east yo Ray rest in peace   Make your heart skip a bet because my sound is unique      No hesitation because your ass will get hit   So I will take yours and I will take his   Now you niggas now what the fuck the real is      The realness