It's Real

As long as I'm living, I keep giving you the facts
But ain't got a clue, damn, it's a trip

Pay attention to the

So I stay true to the game 'cause it's on, praise to Allah
That's the way I'm coming so you better tell a friend
I'm coming pro-black, understand where I'm at

But now understand I ain't concern with the bullshit
Black guerrilla standing for my folks and I'm proud
But they never push anything real for the good of the community

We gotta make it better brothers gotta stick together
Death with the record, death with the record

Death with the record, death with the record
One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew
Got niggaz tripping off the violence and the 40 ounce
One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew

One time for your mind, Scarface and I thought you knew
You can keep that shit for the next niggaz
Death with the record, death with the record
Bitch, I ain't your boy, so respect me as a man
After time I bring them motherfucking facts
Got me on the news 'cause they wanna hide the truth

I'm leaving shit stains on your flag till I'm through time
Motherfucking devils on the right wanna dump a clip
P-Dog

Bumping when I'm smuggling in the message in the rap
Pay attention to the P-Dog
And niggaz understand that I'm down for whatever

Wanna be the new gangsta of the week on the street
This one's going out to the brothers locked down
But I keep on saying P-Dog
How them devil-ass labels put everything they got in that shit
But notice that I'm a soldier and I'm coming at the youth
P Dog is in the house until them brothers see the light
Death with the record, death with the record
Death with the record, death with the record
Them motherfucking snakes wanna nigga in his place
Ever since I broke the grip of shame back in '89
Take a listen to the P-Dog
Take a listen to the
Death with the record, death with the record
So pay attention now 'cause I'm about to catch a case
Now house niggaz on the left wanna talk shit
I see tricks tripping all the time like I did a crime
Pay attention to the P-Dog
So I call my homies get my strap and go take forty out
It should be plain to see, fucking over you and me
Never fucking with no dank, cut no drink
P-Dog

But trip on how they operate 'cause they wanna see me slip

Now as long as we keep playing by your rules
Running real for the cause, never underestimate my enemies

Slanging with a weak rap, busta-ass bandwagon niggaz
Listen to the man 'cause the man is coming right

'Cause I know the truth I see their motherfucking hootprint
Death with the record, death with the record