Letra da Música: It's Real - Paris

On the scene back again with the motherfucking grip
'93 was the year P-Dog came with the shit
Bouncin' out the belly of the beast
It's still the same nigger that was hollering fo' peace
But check it out it's the same ol' thing
Cause now the year is '94 and ain't a damn thing changed
Niggers still dropping dead like flies
And I'm still looking for a way to make us right
I emphasize that I still hate the Devil
And I'm a motherfucker that'll take your ass to the next level
Straight guerrilla in the mist to the end
Been put in the mix again
You better listen when I...

So anyway I'ma do it this time so you wanna hear
Especially designed for your mind and I'm soldier's sear
Cause niggers nowadays just shoot
And fucking with the crew and get your ass killed like fruit
And everybody wanna be a G
The same sick house nigga mentality, plea'
Fucking with them fake fairy tales
Nigger, I don't trip
Cause I still kicks the realest shit
So please back on up, I'm lettin' off
Representing the law and I'm raw cause I'm Dog
So I hope you're listening for what I'm kicking it's real
Keep coming with the shit you fear
You better check it when I...

So I'm still coming on with this
Still coming strong with shit
Shit that'll make ya brain come awake ta
Recognize that it ain't nuttin' but a thing
To see a nigger locked down, under ground and in between
And you ain't never gonna take me out
Cause I roll 'em motherfuckers that'll break you down inside
So keep your eyes on this, fuck what you heard
And watch the Devil get served