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[Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-jectThe brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind setI got tired of watchin "Good Times"feelin like J.J., I`m standin in the food bank lineMy momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to workEarly in the morn`, it`s cold and her knees hurtShe got a .38 sittin in her purseCause my moms was the King County Jail nurseSo how in the hell could you tell MixThat I never lived this, when you was just a snotty nose age sixYoung buck, just graduateAnd your lyin when you say your street educatedCause I`ma veteran boy and you`s a new bootySo stop frontin to your friends like you knew meCause you don`t and you never did, kidSo FUCK your respect and the shit you claim ya didTo all ya real, when ya claimin ya gang bangDoin everythin to gain fame and get yourself a nameBut I done seen my homies gettin smoked over dice gamesWhen you was still at home doin nice thingsBack in the days of turtle wax on CadillacsLife to a brother was hoes and macksI had to come up some wayPimp daddies and ex-Black Panthers used to school meWhy moms was puttin in eight to twelveI was in the hood gettin schooled on makin mailI can`t let my moms die a poor black sisterGotta make her richerSo tell me what`s real, partner[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot](Da-da-da-down for mine)(You gon` buy me a motherfuckin car?)So what`s real fool?(Da-da-da-down for mine)(You gon` buy me a motherfuckin car?)[Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]Back when MLK Way was Empire WayI was stuck on broke, but I used to hear pimps sayBetter get what you can get before you get gotCome up and snatch yours and buy yourself a nice spotAnd that`s stuck in my head `til this day GSo I apply pimp game to life you seeBut I ain`t beatin on my sister in the streetsI`ma focus on my real enemy, yeahSo if I`m pimpin, then who`s my hoeysIn D.C. livin in a big white house broChanges his name every four yearsMr. Carter caught me slippin, but Reagan wasn`t gettin hisI never wanted a hand out young JakeI never got jealous over how much a brother makesSo I was on my own, no love in the school zoneNo blacks in the books, so I`m goneAnd now the only color that I love is green seeCause my history books never taught me about meI may not like where I`ve been, but I`m lovin where I amPrime rib, fuck SpamSo tell me what`s real partner[Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot](I fought back, then heat check)(You gon` buy me a motherfuckin car?)So what`s real fool(I fought back, then heat check)(You gon` buy me a motherfuckin car?)[Interlude - Sir Mix-A-Lot]Yeah, I`d much rather be behind the mic, then the gatBut the simple fact that my pockets is fatMeans I can`t relax, you know what I`m sayin?Haha[Verse 3 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]Criticized by the main streamFor not bein the house jig and keepin things squeaky cleanBut I can`t, so I ain`tBut I won`t play the hard role just because you thinkthat is real, to say you kill, when you never held steelYou try to sing when you rollin in cake-villeBack in the days you was breakdancin seeI remember when you had tight pants GSo Mr. Rap Critic when you trys to check meabout my cars and my girls, claimin you never could respect meYou really think I give a damn partner?The shit I`ve been through manI used to roll with the hoesHit the Caddy, slam the doorsLivin alone, cellular phoneHavin no furniture in my homeRollin to Canada, makin my mailGivin a trick a piece of tailLivin it large, keepin it hardLife was kinda oddAnd rat a tat tat with my gat, sat in my lap GThe Hilton Hotel was my spot, I`m runnin my things seeI went from hustlin cheese, to double platinum LPsBut you still can`t feel meBoy the head don`t get fat if you know where your atInstead of ridin my back, check your own dat and that`s factsNow what`s real partner[Outro - Sir Mix-A-Lot - talking]Haha, so what`s real?Yeah and all you clown runnin around townTellin people me and yous was downWhen I was doin parties at the Boy`s ClubYou was sellin match books of weed, partnerI was about handlin my businessAnd you was about smokin your gri-nassSo check yourself, you wanna see the big head champAnd that`s real to the fullest and I`m out

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