I'm Real

Hey! This is Skitty Rock (G!) At the hip hop barber shop

It's time to floss with Kris Kross

So bust a move big baby (heh, heh)

It's like 3 into the 2 and 2 into the 1

No it don't stop, no it don't stop

It keeps on humming, coming at ya

I choked up in this Macadoshish rap sha

And you can't sleep and you can't eat

All you do is geek geek geek off the funk that I freak in ya jeep

(Is it real?) Now you know it don't get realer than this

The M-A-C D-A double D-Y taking you to total bliss

And it don't stop and it don't quit serving all them little fools for the '9 Tre like this

It's that **** that them litters can't stay away from

I gets dumb ditty ditty dumb dumb

(Worda!) Ya steady steady loving what ya heard

(But uh!) Ya wonder if we fallin' of the curve

(Or ah!) When we maintain the same thing we maintained

When we came from Jump, Warm it Up and It's a Shame

I'm Real!

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

So all that stuff that you pop needs to stop cause I'm real

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

It ain't my fault, what I drop is the top, so just chill!

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

And all that stuff that ya pop needs to stop cause I'm real

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

And when I drop what I drop **** know the deal

Just call me the real one, like Cyprus Hill son

I freak the funk the phone freaks me and I gets ill (Come!)

(Ain't nothing to it to make ya boogie I just do it with ease)

Think you could get with these, All ya get is these and my K-C-I-D

My man in ya mouth

Moment to let them boys from the south drop the house

(Why's that?) Cause I'm steady steady breaking em off

(Why's That?) They ain't ready cause they way to soft

Well make way for the Mac, for the Mac pack

That's got you back against the fools talking this and that

I hit em up with the (BOOYA!)

Make em say (Oh Child!)

Where did ya get ya frame of my Macadoshish smooth style from

I know you want some I know you want some

It's nothing but the bomb nothing but the bomb and here it comes!

See, the quicker quicker ripper done got a lot bigger since the last time you heard me rhyme so I figure

I kick a dose of flows for those schmoes that try to play the K's and act like they don't know It goes

On and on till the break of dawn nonstop baby pop till the early morn'

(Why's That?) Cause I'm steady steady breaking em off

(So Why's That?) They ain't ready cause they way to soft

And I'm Real!

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

So all that stuff that you pop needs to stop cause I'm real

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

It ain't my fault, what I drop is the top, so just chill!

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

And all that stuff that ya pop needs to stop cause I'm real

(And that's realer than real deal Holyfield...)

And when I drop what I drop **** know the deal

X2

There it is

Two **** put it down

For all the real **** around

You heard what they said

So just bop your head

And **** if you try'na floss

You definitely gonna get tossed by Kris Kross

Nevertheless I stress I'm outta here

Yeah

Yeah, yeah