Yo man, let me get one of them big motherfuckers and shit in here 
All right man, here ya go man, give me the money man 
give me the money. Hey fuck that you aint get no damn choice. 
Get the rock and get the fuck on. 
Sittin down in a crack house earning my pay 
If some base head jump crazy, I'll just blow him away 
'cause I'm fully wrapped, I ain't taken crap 
I got a mini .14 with a shoulder strap 
Base heads knocked on the door, they just knocked and knocked 
My crack quickly disappeared one rock by rock 
I had a couple more to go but oh no 
Here comes the big ho bustin down the do' 
So I kicked out a window, jumped the roof next door 
Took the money, left the crack but i'll get more 
Jumped down off the roof, cops start poppin' 
All yellin' freeze, who they thought was stoppin' 
Cops on my tail tryin' to put me in jail 
I slipped and I fell, got up and ran like hell 
I was runnin' and runnin', runnin' fast as I can 
If you would a seen me you'd a said that was the bionic man 
Yeah I was born, this brother had got away 
Just up the block at my homeboy's hide away 
Bang on the door, he let me into his crib 
Then I told him about the police and what they did 
He gave the keys to his ride and I was back on the move 
Jumped into his set and kicked the groove 
You see crime is life and life is crime 
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme 
Not real life 
Cruising around town and the bass is up 
Running big time lights, I don't give a fuck 
Seen the police, put the peddle to the metal 
The pig was on my tail because the speakers rock the ghetto 
I knew they wasn't bitches 'cause the traffics movin' fast 
Not gonna let them get me unless they pop my ass 
Burned big time rubber on 7 Mile 
I was driving like a drunk cold acting wild 
Slammed on the breaks, pressed on the gas 
Dipped around a corner come off they ass 
Bust a move to my crib to change my clothes 
And since I got away from the cops I'm screamin' fuck them hoes 
And I stepped outside, Jumped into my ride 
Seen a couple base heads hanging out at the bar 
Pulled over and parked, Throw em a sample rock 
Had all the base heads on my jock 
A crack fiend, god damn tried to snatch my caine 
Whipped out my mag and blew out his brains 
See crime is life and life is crime 
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme 
Not real life 
All the base heads on the corner ran 
Then a lady shouted out "That guy killed a man, he killed somebody" 
Oh shit, God damn I got a witness 
2 to her head and I said bitch mind your business 
Jumped into my car, left the scene of the crime 
2 murders uncalled for, doing no time 
Im a gangster on the run my solutions a gun 
And I'll beat up your momma just for fun 
One day I was chillin' on the East Side of town 
Not a base head in site and none to be found 
So my fila's kickin to the sidewalk beat 
And my jam is kind of warm 'cause im packin' heat 
You might think im a statistic to work this beat 
But if I don't sell drugs then I don't eat 
Some think that I am dumb, I don't care what they think 
But I'm a keep getting paid until I'm locked in the click 
Or uzi's be poppin' at my body like thunder 
I'm dead like a doorknob, six feet under 
That's the consequences , rich man in business 
I'll blow up your momma in military defenses 
Unemployed with a beard, make the school playa hate 
The hoes on the side so you know its drug related 
Ten G's in my pocket with the style and profile 
Born in New York and grew up in Long Island 
Raised in the Motown a brother throw down 
Beefin' with the G and believe me you will go down 
Don't start none, boy wont be none 
Brothers want some then you got to get some 
Crime is life and life is crime 
But what would life be without a Reel Life rhyme 
Not real life 
Kicked in the face with the dope man reality 
The brothers hard with a criminal personality 
No one scares me, no one dares me 
Shoot a brother in the back for crack 'cause no one cares, see 
I'm not 18 so I can be wild 
Cause in the courts eyes I'm still a juvenile 
A Reel Life product, it's a rock a rock 
The neighborhood smoking for blocks and blocks 
And y'all fools be slippin' puffin dicks, be chokin' 
Two weeks later your arm would be broken 
Wake up to reality 
I don't have a negative personality 
But everyone have to do what they have to do to get by 
Even sell crack