Real Life Music
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Real Life Music
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Eh, they say hind sight is 20/20, well they right its behind me
Back for the third time, you know where to find me
Hanging on the coat tail of Christ who designed me
Get me off your brain, in other words don't mind me
The Lord keeps me low no matter where them folks fly me
Lessons so timely, the beats so timely
Spittin for my boss like He signed me
Usually roll with a group of brothers like the Isleys
We came to spit it for the King that you can't erase
We give you facts over music, call it database (yes sir)
We press forward to the prize hope we ain't astray
No fallin back from the goal, no fade aways
Pour my heart out when i write till it pumps on the page
Beats over the beat, and it jumps on the stage
Cries out for the souls that are hurtin fiddin lose it
Here to life you up call it elevator music
Eh, this that real life music
Get dem hands up for that real life music
Eh, this that real life music
Getcha mind ready for that real life music
Just wanna give you somethin real
Aint comin atcha neck, no we aint comin atcha grill
Eh look we know just how you feel, but we just wanna give you something real
Look, eh too many spit that fake rap that most just cant relate to
They aint got no maybach, they don't get to make (booze?)
They not tryna make stacks, they just tryna make due
Waitin for that payback, for all the work that they do
We aint in a dream world, we spittin that real life
We live in the real world, and know just what it feels like
So we pressin in like steel spikes
To stand in a fallen world it don't feel nice
Eh, even if you're rich or you gotta lota cash
You still not exempt (from) everybody on the map
We all feel the pressure heavy burdens on our backs
Everyday its still hard, but we learnin like its class
In this cold cold world, where them scammers be
Theres so many lost, they're footin like an amputee
We know that everybody wander why the worlds gone wrong
Got some real life music fo' ya dome, gone
Eh, this that real life music
Get dem hands up for that real life music
Eh, this that real life music
Getcha mind ready for that real life music
Just wanna give you somethin real
Aint comin atcha neck, no we aint comin atcha grill
Eh look we know just how you feel, but we just wanna give you something real
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