The Realest Nigga Remix

[QuietTruth]

Chrous:
The realest nigga don't give a fuck if u agree.
The realest nigaa don't give a fuck if u don't know me.
The realest nigga don't give a fuck if u agree.
The realest nigga yeah and that'll be me.

Dynamic:
I'm untouchable like reaching for the sun
I'm reckless enough to take on an army with one gun
Have you shedding heavy tears like a one ton onion
And for fun i'd rap with one lung till my tongue's done runnin
considered a boss man in these harsh lands
walk with one hand in soft sand, a god damned madman
I spit the evilist lyrics to the weakes of spirits
they can't speak when they hear it, i'll defeat who's the nearest
I'll put a sideshow on the side of the road
I'll rhyme till I'm old niggas be hiding there hoes
I suppose you could try to oppose
I'll fire my flows, you'll dry and corrode then die just as slow
My rhymes so sweet, you'll need a diet plan
I'll draw a diagram of your glands and ram my hand through your diaphragm
And rip it ou without touching you, my voodoo pursue's you
stab your eyes you'll "lose your views", and i'll spit in all of your open wounds
I'd spit poetry at the speeds a motor couldn't reach
I'd "cut off your tongue" to take away your "freedom of speech"
leave the weak in stitches, can't beat the statistics
In battle be specific or i'll just beat you in an instant
If you want drama better head to the opera
or stock up on nunchucks cause you don't wanna be the reason i get locked up

Chrous

QuietTruth:
I'll never rape a women or brag how 'I gave it to her good'
I'm lookin for that powerful woman that powerful woman you'll find in the hood!
I'm keeping my dignity and my respect while I'm starting down at my feet
I'm not tryin' to hurt feelin's just lettin' it all up outta me
Life is so crazy too many thangs I don't understand
If a white person cant use the word nigga wat gives the right that a hispanic can?
Yo I try to speak whats on my mind even if it don't come out right
Maybe my vocab ain't strong enuff or maybe I just can't write
But ya know I think alot and reflect on what I see
Alot of people may call me soft I think they just don't understand me
Everytime I write its different shit but it all sounds the same
I must get these smarts from my mother maybe thats why she gives 'brains'
But on the real wats the point of life besides you live to die
When you wake up tomorrow its gonna be just as hard as yesterday to get by
When the state payin' for my food; on a free lunch at school
Dumbed down classes and got surrounding towns callin' us fools
Bashin' my city like its the cool thing to do. So you gotta be

Chrous

Mo Z. Dizzle:
I'm the realeast muthafuckas, I got nuthin to hide.
In only 20 years I've already been through so much strife.
I went from rich to rags and it happened in only one night.
It occured after my fater decided to walk out of my life.
No one ever could imagine all the struggles I survived.
Sometimes things got so hard I wanted to commit suicide.
Somedays I wanted to die; Sometimes I wanted to cry; and at times I couldn't help but to let tears fill ip my eyes.
But despite all these hardships, I still remained alive.
I'm thug-hearted, thug-blood; ya'll know i live the Thug Life.
All these rich boys act like hard ghetto gangstas, but it's all just pitiful lies.
They think by listening to Pac, they come from the leftside.
Throwin up some Dubz like they reppin the Westside.
Some dress like they from the blue tribe; some act like they from the red side.
But these faggots have a better chance of never dyin than livin the hard life.
That's why from since I can remember till the day of my demise.
I'll always remain the realest; and that can never be denied.

Chrous

Sanford & Son with Grady remains Suckaa Free:
We the realist nigga, me, Dizzle, Truth, and the homie Dynamic,
We aint braggin, just 4 savage niggaz slappin hoes, rappin letin' you know what would happen.
If a white boy walks up and says “Tight shit nigga!” instead of “Grand!” or “Fantastic!”
Fake dudes tryin to act hard and shit will have you layin in a black leather casket.
Try and grow up in my hood, where hustle is relentless and the cops don't stop,
Arresting innocent people because of the color of their skin, but blame it on “radical thoughts”
Im Malcolm X, imma make sure each racists gets mopped up and dropped,
When you make the warning signs even smaller, makin us do the dirty jobs.
You white faggot, you a bitch because Bill Gates should yall how to alter the font,
Using big words to make us look stupid as we fall into yo plot.
Put us in the housing projects and blame us when we gangbang or put dollas in the pot by the way of  pushin rocks,
fought the cop and then take us to jail for possession and assault.
There is a pattern, a pattern to most whites that dont matter,
The government batters us with laws that prevents our communities to unite and gather.
George Bush, that what he wants.  Condleza Rice?  Go and ask her,
they laugh when we fight with each other and commit slander.
Thats what a real nigga is, a person who went through all this shit and still made it off the street,
It aint Ali Frazier 3 nigga, cause it aint no referee when yo blood sheds on the concrete.
Yo bitch ass is like Ray Charles, cant see, but try to be, a G with a hollow tip and big ass red beam,
When in reality if you was to really to go to my set, you would be layin 6 feet deep.
Black or white, pick, dirty or clean, cause it aint no in between,
When you get shot by a dophen because being sober is only in their dreams.
They don't care, they have nothing to lose, Why should you?
When white dudes sue, and us dumb niggaz murder each other with yo pops 22?
Who?  Yea, who's fault is it? Who,
When Jews rule and we get picked up by the government gang which we named “Them pigs in blue.”
So bitch, stay in school, stop smokin weed and be true,
Before you have a slug in yo face and blood starts to drool.
Who will save you when you in my arena fool?
Cops, thats who,
because you a pig in training, because in reality, yea bitch, thats YOU!

[Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement]

^thanks man 
here we go:


We the realist nigga, me, Dizzle, Truth, and the homie Dynamic,
We aint braggin, just 4 savage niggaz slappin hoes, rappin letin' you know what would happen.
If a white boy walks up and says “Tight shit nigga!” instead of “Grand!” or “Fantastic!”
Fake dudes tryin to act hard and shit will have you layin in a black leather casket.
Try and grow up in my hood, where hustle is relentless and the cops don't stop,
Arresting innocent people because of the color of their skin, but blame it on “radical thoughts”
Im Malcolm X, imma make sure each racists gets mopped up and dropped,
When you make the warning signs even smaller, makin us do the dirty jobs.
You white faggot, you a bitch because Bill Gates should yall how to alter the font,
Using big words to make us look stupid as we fall into yo plot.
Put us in the housing projects and blame us when we gangbang or put dollas in the pot by the way of  pushin rocks,
fought the cop and then take us to jail for possession and assault.
There is a pattern, a pattern to most whites that dont matter,
The government batters us with laws that prevents our communities to unite and gather.
George Bush, that what he wants.  Condleza Rice?  Go and ask her,
they laugh when we fight with each other and commit slander.
Thats what a real nigga is, a person who went through all this shit and still made it off the street,
It aint Ali Frazier 3 nigga, cause it aint no referee when yo blood sheds on the concrete.
Yo bitch ass is like Ray Charles, cant see, but try to be, a G with a hollow tip and big ass red beam,
When in reality if you was to really to go to my set, you would be layin 6 feet deep.
Black or white, pick, dirty or clean, cause it aint no in between,
When you get shot by a dophen because being sober is only in their dreams.
They don't care, they have nothing to lose, Why should you?
When white dudes sue, and us dumb niggaz murder each other with yo pops 22?
Who?  Yea, who's fault is it? Who,
When Jews rule and we get picked up by the government gang which we named “Them pigs in blue.”
So bitch, stay in school, stop smokin weed and be true,
Before you have a slug in yo face and blood starts to drool.
Who will save you when you in my arena fool?
Cops, thats who,
because you a pig in training, because in reality, yea bitch, thats YOU!





and i repeat, I am not a racists!

I just exaggerated to get my point across.  i still believe everything i said though.  cause im a real nigga!  beeyatch!

[Mo Z. Dizzle]

that shit was crazy sanford; gotta wait an hour before i giv u another prop for that man

[Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement]

that shit was crazy sanford; gotta wait an hour before i giv u another prop for that man

props right back at ya mang!   

i really appreciate it! 

[QuietTruth]

Oh shittttt.

It's a problem.

Nice shit homies!!

[Sanford - V. President of the Dangerous Crew Movement]

Oh shittttt.

It's a problem.

Nice shit homies!!

that song look like some NWA/Public Enemey type shit.   

i think we did a pretty good job.   

[QuietTruth]

LOL! Word!

[Mo Z. Dizzle]

I remember when we all keystyled for this; the original thread started off from QuietTruth's keystyle.

I haven't dropped a keystyle in a while; might be time to return lol.

[.:DaYg0sTyLz:.]

Good shit yall 

[Herbal_Life]

this is the realest shit i ever read

['Illicit']

definitely dope shit

[StreetsAllSalute]

nice to see some shit worth readind dropped in here  props 2 all

[Herbal_Life]

nice to see some shit worth readind dropped in here  props 2 all

you should try to drop some stuff.. and then we can see if your stuff is worth readin too

[the ghost]

Nice to see young Quiet Truth droppin lines;)