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Lupe Fiasco - Real lyrics
(feat. Sarah Green) [Lupe Fiasco] Uhh, Food & Liquor Yeah, my man said he wanted somethin real.. real.. real.. real.. real Somethin he could recognize, somethin he could feel.. feel.. feel.. feel.. feel Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin real.. real.. real.. real.. real Somethin that could make her move Somethin she could feel.. feel.. feel.. feel Lusssst... sometimes can override trusssst She said that's why she gave it up My man said blood spilled out of everything he tou-chhhhed He crushed everything he crushed Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted to rushhhhh Blamed it on the times bein rough Doin dirt, with the devil, chasin after the dusssst Make a fussss, if it's them, but we hushhh, if it's us That's why, my momma said she wanted somethin REAL.. real.. real.. real.. real Somethin she could be proud of, somethin she could FEEL.. feel.. feel.. feel.. feel She said they so used to not havin nuttin real.. real.. real.. real.. real That they don't know how to act They don't know how to feel.. feel.. feel.. feel Lifffffe... ain't meant to come around twiiiice Yeah, that's why I gotta get it right They said I got it honest now I gotta give it LIFE But sleep on it, that's why God give you night I mean, I had a dream that, God gave me FLIGHT Too fly for my own good so, God gave me plight If I wake up in the mornin now I gotta give 'em SIGHT Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G, sho' you right The game is not to give 'em nuttin REAL.. real.. real.. real.. real Nothin they could use, nuttin that they could FEEL.. feel.. feel.. feel.. feel Give 'em a bunch of lies and teach 'em that it's REAL.. real.. real.. real.. real So that's all that they a-know That's all that they a-feel.. feel.. feel.. feel Struggle... yeah yeah, another sign that God love you Cause on the low, bein po', make you humble Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep them out of trouble Cause bein po', also teach you how to hustle All they want is some shoes or some rims for they bubble Now that I got my own, I can hit them with a couple Couple, my homies so they ain't got no reason to cuff you That's my plan, if I can, on the man, up above you That's why, I gotta give 'em somethin REAL.. real.. real.. real.. real Somethin they could recognize, somethin they could FEEL.. feel.. feel.. feel.. feel To my homies on the block I gotta give 'em somethin real.. real.. real.. real.. real Somethin that'll make 'em stop Somethin they can feel.. feel.. feel.. feel Yo! For real, really real, yeah! Know what it is, woo! Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin REAL.. real.. real.. real.. real Let's go! [Sarah Green - to fade] So real.. so real.. |
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