Comin' Real Again

guess whos back
guess whos back mutha**********a,big ballin ass mutha****** breed
givin you what ya need,yea,smokin a gang of ******
hit them fools **********
[MC Breed]
come one,come all
**********s gettin the beat down
retreat,peeps,feel the heat of the breed sound
collect facts,then attack like im suppose to
ya boys goin,aaahhhh,4 new **********s and them hoes too
its me,that ********** who aint never got caught
my mic is smooth as peppa,with a touch of salt
eat a book of the mark ass **********s i broke
cause big breed,can do ya why im smokin my ****,try to cope
catch up as this ************t gets mental,this chronic got me workin my brain
i need a pencil.
so i can shake and change the style.but in the meanwhile
i maintain the crowd.
make moves to improve,so i can get a bigger rep
the trigger finger straped, i wanna see another ********** step
i play the cards,and you lost.mista gillagan
the mighty mad,bad writers comin real again
[2Pac yelling]
buck buck mutha**********a.right at your mutha****** ass.
this ************t too strong for a mutha****** vest.
so watch your chest and your dome.
leave breed the ********** alone.
we sendin **********s to the ****** cemetary.
[breed]
they got me thinkin.sittin in the hot spot.
im straight up havin hard times wanting me a drop top.
and a phat knot.i aint tryin to hear that 5-0 ************t.
im black,and i was born with a survival kit.
aint ************t to spit,in the beer that im drinkin
i gotta get paid,i gotta get paid,and thats what a ********** be thinkin.
you sleep hoes,im lookin in peep holes.
in your 4head,run till your toes is numb,go test your broke head.
breed got **********s on your back once again punk.
told you aint no future in that ************t,but you still front.
when will they relize,i got the feel again,
the mighty mad writers comin real again.
[2pac yelling]
buck buck bbbbbbbbbiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggg
thats the mother****** sound as we ****** *********as down.
yea **********,run but you count out race this mother****** bullet
breed,pull it,they cant fade you boy.
[breed]
once mo,toe to toe,i don't think so
bird sales,and knockin **********s out like ri************ boe.
you aint the play,you know the play well dont say ************t.
get'em,and find your ass gettin off the pathement
wavin the ************t, beggin **********s to just straight quit
but ********** that,a hard head can get a **********s ass kicked
i aint lettin up for none,son
im comin real again.
[2Pac yelling]
yea mother****** how you wanna play this ************t
we can go toe to toe,glock for glock,block for block
homie for mutha****** homie.
but you mutha******s gonna feel this ********** this time.
cause we aint comin back with that old bull************t.
its too many mutha****** dead **********s,for me to be takin this here bull************t
thata why theres mutha******s in the pin now **********.
so pull or quit that bull************t. cause i dont wanna hear that mutha****** crap.
comin real again **********, thought i told you mutha******s,i thought u knew
its the mutha****** real ************t mutha**********a.100 percent athentic.
type of ************t you get chronic out to,know what im sayin?
so do me a mutha****** fava,and light another mutha****** blunt.
you know what im sayin?a blunt mutha**********a.philly sytle.
know what im sayin?chronic **********.
im talkin bout layed out,played out,phat ****** funk.
yea this that kinda ************t we kickin in the 9 tre mutha**********a.
so all you mutha****** big ballin ass gangstas
you put your mutha****** hand on ya gat.
and if the police roll up and say turn it down,you burn it down mu**********a
cause we comin real again. 19 ********** 3,boy,real again,and grabbin steel
again.