We the Real Thing Lyrics – Mobb Deep

[Intro: Prodigy]
Real street s*it
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Prodigy]
I got so many n!ggas plotting on my head
And real gangstas contemplate my death
Real street s*it
Fu*k a rap beef, I got real drama
N!gga, we the real thing
I got so many n!ggas plotting on my head
And real gangstas contemplate my death

Real street s*it
Fu*k a rap beef, I got real drama, yeah
N!gga, we the real thing

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
I’m fresh out the can, still smelling like jack mack’
Body chiseled up and I’m looking for my slide-back
In that top tier, it’s no fear in my blood cells
I’m knocking down whoever stand in my way
Them gun shells’ll fall like raindrops when them things pop
The same old song, a million times, it don’t stop
Your violence is edible, your death is inevitable
When you coming at me with that bull
My knife’ll impale you, you pu*sy, I smell you
I can show you better than I can tell
Ooh, this is my favorite part of it all
My d!ck hard, my hormones bark for war
For blood, for the stuff that’ll spook you out
And have s*it running down your pant leg, you child
I don’t give a good goddamn ’bout your rap sheet
‘Bout your street credit score, I smack beef
And wipe the corners of my mouth with your white tee
Then pick my teeth with your bones, don’t entice me
Don’t invite me to eat food, I’m a hog
I’m a jungle king, the top of the chain, dog

[Chorus: Prodigy]
Got so many n!ggas plotting on my head
And real gangstas contemplate my death
Real street s*it
Fu*k a rap beef, I got real drama
N!gga, we the real thing
I got so many n!ggas plotting on my head
And real gangstas contemplate my death
Real street s*it
Fu*k a rap beef, I got real drama
N!gga, we the real thing, real thing

[Interlude: Havoc]
It’s QB, we always gon’ rise to the occasion
You know what I’m saying?
N!ggas don’t know, but they seen it
Or they’ll see (Ayo)

[Verse 2: Havoc, Havoc & Prodigy]
QB in this b!tch, n!gga, we can air it out
Party, tell the whole crew we the ones you hear about
Wilding out, shutting s*it down, we responsible
More bodies than a world war, s*it get volatile
Rap beef, what beef? This is real beef
Carnivore when we eat, n!ggas dead meat
Deadly, letting off a medley of bullets with the fully
Going out to the fullest, whole team crooked
Whole game shook it, with the pain, took it
To another level, gave a flying fu*k, whole world looking
We in your face with it, say it with your chest
Put some bass in it, can’t find the body, cold case with it
Let me finish up, Mobb, know we level up
Y’all just level one, quit, we already won
H-A-V-O-C, King P
Not up for debate, n!gga, we the real thing

[Chorus: Prodigy]
Got so many n!ggas plotting on my head
And real gangstas contemplate my death
Real street s*it
Fu*k a rap beef, I got real drama
N!gga, we the real thing
I got so many n!ggas plotting on my head
And real gangstas contemplate my death
Real street s*it
Fu*k a rap beef, I got real drama
N!gga, we the real thing, real thing