Shit Is Real, Pt. III

Slow motion, baby Tell you what I see through these eyes All we do is speak the truth, yeah Shit is realla then real, yeah Shit is realla then real, ain't it? My true niggas walk wit me, yeah They ride wit me Would you cook pies wit me now, ya heard? Lord, I keep hollerin', I hope You listenin' How come I'm still stressed an' even though the squad's glistenin'? Why You had to take Pun, someone so young? Had so much more to live for, as real as they come Dead man can't talk That's why You're hearin' one side of the story But did they tell You how he provided for forty? Family members, grandmas to shorties Even my seeds ate off the big homie How could You deceive Your kids like that Make 'em believe they dad wasn't worth jack? Listen to the facts as The Don pours his heart on this track How could I just stand there an' not react? An' I'm just about sick of all you sideline niggas You know, do anythin' for the limelight niggas I'm defendin' your honor, my brother from anotha Momma I never thought I'd see the day they tried to send you [Incomprehensible] Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film Just a simple dice game will get a muthafucka killed The ghetto ain't a place that you wanna take lightly Same cat that'll spill you an' end up with your wifey I've seen it all, that's why I've picked up the pen To keep your boy from servin' life in the pen, ya heard? Fuck the flu season, nowadays it's sue season Can't even go to the clubs an' show my people love 'Coz soon as shit pop off an' niggas knuckle love Niggas accusin' me of fuckin' 'em up I'm like, "Hold up, ain't they supposed to be dogs?" Part time live niggas, dabbelin' drugs See a rapper think of a lucrative deal But you'se a bitch if you choosin' to squeal It's more than obvious, you don't know a thing about honor But what goes around comes around, you'll soon learn about karma As for me I stay being the realest Admired by politicians, street thugs an' killers I keep feedin' the street but the street feed back Is that police tryna see Joe back in green slacks? But never dat, see, I keep long money An' if you lookin' for dat You'll never see a cent from me, muthafucker Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film Just a simple dice game will get a muthafucka killed The ghetto ain't a place that you wanna take lightly Same cat that'll spill you an' end up with your wifey I've seen it all, that's why I've picked up the pen To keep your boy from servin' life in the pen, ya heard? Yo, I stay grindin', everybody counted me out Now I'm rewindin' in my summer beach house If I'm not in the studio, I'm out on tour Bustin' my ass to make my fans' future secure Nowadays everybody want somethin' for nothin' All of a sudden niggas talkin' like, "Joey be frontin'" The hood screamin', “Crack done changed, he don't holla” I know now Big, 'Mo Money Mo Problems' Jealousy's a muthafucka Who'd a thought the same niggas you be feedin' Be the muthafuckaz comin' for ya? I'm not stressin', I was born a warrior Plus I'm too big, too wise, too strong for ya When it's all said an' done, I follow my dreams Could have ended up dead or in jail given the scheme of things To let you know I'm the reason you still walkin' If I said somethin' it was me, not the liquor talkin', muthafucka Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not know It takes a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe The place I'm from, MTV don't wanna film Just a simple dice game will get a muthafucka killed The ghetto ain't a place that you wanna take lightly Same cat that'll spill you an' end up with your wifey I've seen it all, that's why I've picked up the pen To keep your boy from servin' life in the pen, ya heard?