Yo, Yo   Gansta, gansta   Gansta, yo   That's right   Journey through the life of some real niggas   Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen      When I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood   Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast   Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body   Roast from the heat so I soak my sheets      Wake up shiverin', pull my hoe close to me, she sexy   Every night is different pussy since my girl left me   And I tried to make her stay with me, but I stay busy   And her friends are cut throats, they deep throat to lay with me      I reminisce how I miss a stare in this space   Resort to the lips of a stripper, sprayin' their face   Lampin' in a mansion, home alone   I hear footsteps, shit I kicks just not lyrics      I hold a fifth, wonderin' if ten shots can stop spirits   If nigga's try to rob me then I won't hear it   'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now   Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now      It's supposed to be good now   It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down   Fire below me, now the fantasies I have for women are unholy   Success, thousand dollar bottles impress      Models with fat ass and big breasts   Floor seats, Knicks vs. Nets, private jets   Millionaire heir to Antigua, with Ananda, the MTV diva   Nas, how do we survive all this mess?   (I didn't survive)      East vs. West the rap game where words became flesh   A whole pound of herb won't dissolve my stress   Still I ride to the death, love hip-hop   'Cause Afrikabababa was def, a lot of respect      Feel Me? Fuck to the rock, Sean John jury   I got the same hands of crap platinum and the crap pyramids   Write about the black experience, sell it to Marimax   Tell me if you feelin' that      Take a journey through the life of these real niggas   The things that they seen it would thrill nigg   If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder   Through the rain and the pain and the thunder      By the time that you realized that it's goin' down   You may find yourself going underground   When they see that this life is upon us   We would see that there's no one that we can trust      You can never see what I see, motherfucker   Beanie Sigel, the realest nigga from the streets was taught   Stay cased up nigga, stay deep in court   Reminiscin' on that cold cell, deep in thought      Gettin' skinny, couldn't eat, 'cause the meat was poor   Y'all niggas couldn't live my life, I've been through it   Stretched up in hospital beds, fed fluid   Two bullets hit my leg, one passed through it      Saw the blood and the hole in my calf, looked through it   My life's no joke, I don' played dice with soap   Upstate the case niggas slice your throat   Wear your boxers in the shower when you guard your soap      I done seen the biggest nigga's in the yard get broke   I done took blocks through war, took blocks for fall   Took blocks to Wall for box of raw   What you think 33 in the glock is for?      Black fatigues, skullies and binoculars,   C4, block your doors, nigga's can't stop this war   I show you fagots what this Swartz is for   Hidding spots in the door for the glocks is for      Read the papers, '94 I took the cops to war   Half of y'all niggas livin' a lie   Only reason you switchin' up your druid is   'Cause you keep gettin' robbed      I looked that nigga in the eyes   Before I send him to God   Beanie Sigel, desert eagle   The realest nigga alive      Take a journey through the life of these real niggas   The things that they seen it would thrill nigg   If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder   Through the rain and the pain and the thunder      By the time that you realized that it's goin' down   You may find yourself going underground   When they see that this life is upon us   We would see that there's no one that we can trust      Aiyo, Aiyo, gansta, gansta   The Bible has words that Christ wrote   Evil men sacrifice goats   I speak all my life under oath      Since a kid, troublesome, thrownin' shit at little girls jump ropes   Bustin' B-B Guns at stray cats, that was way back   Watched it die, covered in flies   Then I picked up a stick, try to dig in it's eyes      Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy eyed shit   And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit   I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip   I don't shoot it, I roll with killers and criminals      With heroin habits they picked up from the penile   They let you have it, all I do is give them a smile   Lifestyles of the realest, you ain't ruthless you bitch   I got a pine box just your size, I know it'll fit      Your whole life's a mistake, stop holdin' the pen   Kill yourself, come back as a man over again   'Cause in this lifetime I'm reignin', slay men   Leave your whole body cold      Your nails grow long, you get gray skin   May this nigga rest in peace, Amen   I run with brave men, straight out the housin', we wildin'   Names engraved in the pavement      Brick building, grown ladies jump off the roof   Nigga get paged, then murdered at the phone booth   New York streets made me nigga, it's crazy nigga      Take a journey through the life of these real niggas   The things that they seen it would thrill nigg   If you've seen what they've seen, you would wonder   Through the rain and the pain and the thunder      By the time that you realized that it's goin' down   You may find yourself going underground   When they see that this life is upon us   We would see that there's no one that we can trust