Texty: Jadakiss. Other. Who's Real (Remix).

(feat. Sheek Louch, Styles P, Eve, Drag-On, DMX & Swizz Beatz)

[Jadakiss:]
You know what I'll do to you
Turn your festivities right into a funeral the body look beautiful
Now you can let'em know it's real where ever kiss at
Yo face get broke tho I don't know who can fix that
You might have to ask yaa dat I don't play dat
I was movin that vanna white before sajak
500 stacks in the condo pronto
Hand shakes eye contact when I convo
Fake and the phony don't mix, real hommies roll thick,
Real hommies don't tick, your lying
And your stupid a** chains how da f*** you expect people to believe that's real diamonds (E.V.E)

[Eve:]
Now who's fake who's real
Top chick in the game wear the crown still
Yeah... I vacated for a while
Moca tan got your man gone wild
Maserati the body charmed out the bugati
Can't nobody stop me all the can do is watch me
Now freeze(freeze) chill(chill) where my ladies in the place dats real

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]

[Drag-On:]
Get'em drag
I go to sleep as a gremlin
Wake up as a doom
And be a four headed monster by the afternoon
N**ga sold me a scope and the lense don't zoom
Now I gotta run up on him BOOM
My flow sound like the definition of attica
X in the ao to give it more stamina
Knock knock who's the next challenger
So I can embarrass him on camara (s.p the ghost)

[Styles P:]
Like billy the kid the bill gates
Deal with the real and never the real fake
Everybody hustling they deal weight
Then they get around them thugs they don't all feel safe
Every rapper blood the crip they gonna bang
You be with the cops as soft as s**t game
Come to d block you woulda lost that chain
Or a m16 woulda off your brain (sheek louch)

[Sheek Louch:]
If you keep the hammer on your weist clap your hands
No jewlery just a couple rubberbands yeah
You real and you know it take the skinny jeans back
Take the autotune off and stop acting all soft
If you love it in the hood clap ypur hands
Late night stip club mommy do the dance yeah
Sheek louch donny the gorrilla got cake yo
Lay low eyes closed I c whos fake tho

[Chorus: Swizz Beatz]

[DMX:]
Okaay, okaay let em go, dog get the fighting, nig*as don't know then let's get the fighting.
Y'all walk like that, but I walk like this
Y'all look the other way but I'm starting sh*t.
Fuck y'all nig*as you ain't built like dog.
B.F.W Built For War
I like this hook, I like this beat,
This the type of shit that let me talk to the street.
Been in the game, winning the game, still in the game, cause of you it's still a game.
Y'all nig*as is still playing, but I don't, ya'll nig*as apologise but I won't,
Let dog go last and air shit out,
Beast on the track I'm a bear shit it out,
Go Go gorrilla, I'm a house nig*as,
That's what you get for running your mouth nig*as.