The Realest Lyrics
This the killa's shit, dunn
No doubt, the undisputed
[Chorus: Prodigy & Kool G Rap]
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line
For young guns comin' up durin' these times
For police who find drugs, lettin’ niggas slide
For niggas out slingin', like 4 in the night
For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight
For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike
For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night
This be the realest shit you heard in ya life
[Verse 1: Kool G Rap]
Yo, when the gat's revealed
You cats get peeled and that's the deal
Fuck a bitch-ass that switch fast, niggas that lack the real
When the slugs burst, G Rap be aimin' at your mug first
Niggas is blood-thirst, we'll see who get plugged worst
We dug earth, the place we put the nickel-plate is to your facial
Bullets ain't racial, kid, they only hate you
My 9'll seem like it's a time machine — B.C. date you
Jackin' you more than Ripper
My fifth's a organ shifter
The human organism lifter
You'll be hearin' organs if ya leavin' orphans, if ya
Let these fours hit ya where the Lord split ya
I forbid ya to bump heads with those that dump lead
Accurate shots in back of your knot, leavin' one dead
G Rap, Havoc and Prodigy
Let's put these bitch niggas where bodies be, dunn
Yo, if it gotta be, it gotta be (It gotta be)
(Yo) For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line
For young guns comin' up durin' these times
For police who find drugs, lettin’ niggas slide
For niggas out slingin', like 4 in the night
For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight
For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike
For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night
This be the realest shit you heard in ya life
[Verse 2: Havoc]
Uh-huh
When the gat spits, some niggas get blown off the atlas
The half is — unsolved mystery re-enactments get practiced
What you lack is — you think like the average
Jakes dumbfound and leavin' crime scenes un-handled
Nothin' but cannons, gat conspicuous
Like a laminate or branded, with the serial scratched
Bad apple outta the batch, dunn, they made me like that
If I could push back the clock, probably leave it like that
Draw blood for my niggas G.O.D, Ty Nitty and Twin
And Twin is not here, plus my kin
Killa B forever with me, quick to set it with me
Enter QB to show love throughout the years with me
You got guns? We got guns — serious ones!
Leavin' foul powder stuck in your lungs
We come from where niggas look out for they dun-dunns
Love, never disrespect, hit niggas with re-direct
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line
For young guns comin' up durin' these times
For police who find drugs, lettin’ niggas slide
For niggas out slingin', like 4 in the night
For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight
For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike
For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night
This be the realest shit you heard in ya life
[Verse 3: Prodigy]
Never prejudge, it be the humble that'll squeeze slugs
It be the ones standin' still that'll peel guns
Spill blood for my dunns thuggin' for me
Man, you don't wanna get involved fuckin' with P
I spent more nights illin', less nights chillin'
The more shots they hold, the better they feel it
What be the deal is? Some killers like to hide behind specs
Others got blatant disrespect, and the rest
Are so young that you wouldn't even expect
To be burstin' off guns like a Vietnam vet
On the steps, sittin' in the staircase bent
Thinkin' on ways to take another man head
Go to war with niggas that's against what I rep
I settle things with a heavy metal fifth
Change clips, switch clothes after I spit
Place niggas back in they space, fuck is on your mind, kid?
For street niggas livin' with they lives on the line
For young guns comin' up durin' these times
For police who find drugs, let niggas slide
For niggas out slingin', like 4 in the night
For your mans not snitchin' when the pressure is tight
For pistols that don't jam when it's time to strike
For bootleg liquor on a Sunday night
This be the realest shit you heard in your life
About
Kool G. Rap’s verse received the Hip Hop Quotable in The Source when this LP was out. Mobb Deep Murda Muzik.
Here’s what Kool G. Rap had to say about recording the track and receiving the Hip-Hop Quotable from The Source:
“I was in New York at this time, promoting Roots Of Evil, and we were in one of our promotional vans. Up by the Apollo Theater, Prodigy had seen my van and he ran up on the van, right up on my side. He was like ‘Yo G Rap! Yo!’ and dudes in the van were like, ‘Yo that’s Prodigy!’ He told me he loved my shit and wanted to work and I was down. So we ended up trading contacts and he hit me up a couple of weeks later.
“He wanted me to come to the studio and I went. He pulled up this track The Alchemist had just done. I wasn’t familiar with Alchemist at the time but once I heard the track, I knew it was hot. I did the verse right then and there. Me and Prodigy had our verse and we had the chorus. Havoc wasn’t even there. He laid his verse another time when I wasn’t there.
“I’m just glad The Source acknowledged [my verse] as a Hip-Hop Quotable. I thought the verse was fire and I saw the reaction the night I laid it down at the studio.”
Q&A
Find answers to frequently asked questions about the song and explore its deeper meaning
The Alchemist: “I had just come off a tour with Cypress Hill. I was hanging with DJ Muggs on the tour helping out and rolling with him. Freddie Foxxx, Gang Starr, and M.O.P were on the tour as well. I remember linking with Foxx on the tour.
“Freddie would come to the back of the bus and hear my beats as I was making beats in the back of the bus. He’d be like, ‘Yo is Cypress using these? When we get home I’m fucking with you.’ It meant a lot [coming from him], Freddie Fox was definitely one of the first people who said I had some shit.
“So we came home after the tour and there was a Freddie Foxxx joint I was supposed to do the next morning with him. I went to sleep early that night and Prodigy called me. I had just met Mobb Deep around that time. I kept going over to Soundtrack to play beats for them.
“I’d never seen them together. It’d be like Havoc would be there, but not P. A couple days later, there’d be P but no Havoc. It’s funny because I’d go see Havoc and he’d be like, ‘Yo I like this one’ and it’d be the beat to ‘The Realest.’ Then I’d go see P and he’d be like, ‘I like this one,’ and I’d say, ‘Oh yeah Havoc liked the same one.’ But then nothing happened from there.
“Then P just called me that night and said, ‘Yo, remember that beat, come to the studio we wanna lay that beat down.’ I was like, ‘Bet.’ I literally threw my ASR in the fucking case and got a cab and went to the studio and when I got there, G Rap was sitting there.
“I didn’t even know and I was like, ‘Wow! He’s like my favorite rapper.’ The minute I walked in with the keyboard P was like, ‘Yo we want to use that beat for the album’ and I was like, ‘Where’s the engineer? Plug in the keyboard lets go!’
“I was supposed to call my manager and be like, ‘Hold on lets get the business right’ but I just went for it. Laid the beat down, G Rap wrote that shit in 45 minutes. The minute he heard the beat he was just gone like, ‘Lemme go in,’ and he laid that shit down. Everybody was just astounded, removing organs, I couldn’t even recite it right now.
“It took time [to build a relationship with Mobb Deep]. They’re not the type of crew who would take to new people, I saw that right away. So I really got [cool with] Infamous Mobb. Muggs hooked me up with them first. They took to me and it was gradual, it wasn’t some instant, ‘We’re fucking with you!’ I kept at it and the sound fit to where it just clicked.”
- 1.Intro
- 4.Spread Love
- 7.Allustrious
- 8.Adrenaline
- 10.Quiet Storm
- 12.Noyd Interlude
- 13.Can’t Fuck Wit
- 14.Thug Muzik
- 15.Murda Muzik
- 16.The Realest
- 18.It’s Mine
