Realer Than Real - Dru Down

Realer than real… ooh

Realer than real, realer than real… ooh

What’s the deal, folks?

It’s like this, like that, let me get my gat

Ooh, I’m back, I bet you didn’t know that I was strapped

So what’s up now?

Talk off the wall like you was talkin'

You talk, you put your own self into that cabin

But no, really, I’m kicking these hits off like Vietnam

Not dropping no bombs, I got my soldiers and we fully on

Dru Down (lieutenant with the master plan)

I’m the man sitting to the captain (and you know that’s right)

Sho’nuff, listen to the bump

It shows you how I feel ‘cause I’m realer than real

Straight from the Oakland streets

Letting you suckas where the end meets

Stop!

Nah, plot—I know where he go

He drives a step side with a 454, and oh

His hoe, the girl ain’t nuttin' to me

She wanted to do me up for a 10-piece just last week

And she, kept doin' and doin' until there’s nothin'

(What she want from you, mayne?) She must wanna taste some yang

I wish people would take me for who I am

Karate chop, pop pop, okay, a couple from my Glock, and ah

Relief from my finger

I’m feeling a good sensation, I’m starting to wiggle and tingle

I feel great, bigger than United States

And if you know how I feel, that’s the deal, realer than real

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

No falsifying (no no no no way)

I keep some gloves and a replaceable clip just for the AK

‘Cause I’m as real as they come, that ain’t no joke, see

Been living my life in the East O as a D-O-G

It doesn’t matter to me, I wanna get P-A-I-D

Realer than real, straight from the fever, test no nuts

Because my nuts is much bigger, trigger *click click*

That’s the sound of the gat being cocked back, jack

That’s the sound of the gat being cocked back

And that’s a true blue known fact

And if you feel me, say you do, and if you don’t, well, just shut your mouth

Excuse me because I’m Black and I’m proud

I’m walking through the streets of the G-H-E-T-T-O

Heart full of stone like my man Al Capone

My ball straight dropped, my hands clutched

The little youngsta’s walking on the street with a strut

That’s because the game was given to me by an OG

But since I’m like harder than steel that makes me realer than real

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

For this third verse, I’ma hit you so damn hard

I shouldn’t have told you so I could catch your ass off guard

I gots a fever, to flavor

All players involved, no disregard to the mob

I’m getting further—haven't you ever heard of me?

(Yeah, is your name D?) Nah, won’t you add one more D, please

And put your D’s together, run a check on a vet

And when you find out who I am, don’t flex on the vet

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

And come up together, and do, you know, whatever

Playin' selfish you’ll find yourself up in the river

And shiver, and quiver, no feeling in your toes

You’re going on a river stroll

I must uphold my stance on any land and on any man

Who figures that he’s bigger, nothin' but a rigga

Well, here’s the deal, I hope you feel

That it was Mother Nature that me, like, realer than real

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Real, all we like to is parlay and bubble

Real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Bubble, bubble, parlay, bubble

I’m so real, fakin' on my folks is a no-no

Parlay, bubble, parlay, bubble