متن و پخش آهنگ Be The Realist از 2Pac

متن کامل ترانه Be The Realist با صدای 2Pac

Hu, yeah Be the realist Hu, yeah Cuz im the realist Split the dutches fill it with the skunk we about to Get wicked in the joint uh Notorious is glorious Niggaz now who's the mind blower, the weed grower Have you seeing doubles like Noah, the rhyme flower B.I.G. top notch with the glock check your pockets And your sock it's just the way my pops taught me When you throw the drop check em throughly The bastard might spin around and try to bury me And dead niggaz don't make no moves When I'm slingin in the hood I don't fake no moves aight Reminiscin on my swingin days When I drove a Caddy and my bitch sported finger waves Yea she had the Gucci roots I had Sarducci suits Oshkosh-begosh Coca-Cola lookin real cute Junior M.A.F.I.A. representin Bucktown Mac-11 cocked back niggaz better duck down Face down you know the routine the cream Earrings you know the drama Biggie bring (Be the realist) Let's get it on Hu, yeah I'm under pressure the stress will have me drinkin Thinkin niggaz after me much too paranoid to blink Wonder why the police don't wanna see me stackin G's They after a playa but I won't let em capture me I gotta thank the lord for the weed and a nigga team I can't sleep close my eyes I see wicked deams I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger Rollin down a 45 beware of stangers Hand on my 4-5 that's what the fame does I'm probably wrong but I'll never know it till I'm gone From out the ghetto where the jealous motherfuckers roam Pass the weed let that Hennessey get to me Before the penitentiary (Be the realist) Let's get it on!! Hu, yeah Chek it Be the realist Hu, yeah Cuz im the realist ♪