Lupe Fiasco - Real
Дата добавления: 06 сентября 2017
Формат: mp3
Исполнители: Lupe Fiasco
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[Chorus:]
Yeah, my man said he wanted something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something he could recognize, something he could feel,
Feel, feel, feel, feel.
Baby girl said she was in the mood for something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something that could make her move,
Something she could feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Verse 1:]
Lust sometimes can override trust,
She said that's why she gave it up,
My man said blood spilled out of everything he touched,
He crushed everything, he crushed,
Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted the rush,
Blamed it on the times bein' rough
Doin' dirt, with the devil, chasin' after the dust,
Make a fuss if it's them, but we hush if it's us.
[Chorus:]
That's why my momma said she wanted something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something she could be proud of, something she could feel,
Feel, feel, feel, feel.
She said they so used to not havin' nothing real,
Real, real, real, real
That they don't know how to act,
They don't know how to feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Verse 2:]
Life ain't meant to come around twice,
Yeah, that's why I gotta get it right,
They said I got it honest, now I gotta give it light,
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 morning, now I gotta give 'em sight,
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G show you right.
[Chorus:]
The game is not to give 'em nothing real,
Real, real, real, real.
Nothing they could use, nothing 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 know,
That's all that they feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Verse 3:]
Struggle, yeah, yeah, another sign that God love you,
‘Cause on the low, bein' poor make you humble,
Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep them out of trouble,
‘Cause bein' poor, 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,
Cuff 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.
[Chorus:]
That's why I gotta give 'em something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something they could recognize, something they could feel,
Feel, feel, feel, feel.
To my homies on the block, I gotta give 'em something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something that'll make 'em stop,
Something they can feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Outro:]
Yo! FNF are real, really real, yeah!
Know what it is, woo!
Baby girl said she was in the mood for something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Let's go!
Yeah, my man said he wanted something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something he could recognize, something he could feel,
Feel, feel, feel, feel.
Baby girl said she was in the mood for something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something that could make her move,
Something she could feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Verse 1:]
Lust sometimes can override trust,
She said that's why she gave it up,
My man said blood spilled out of everything he touched,
He crushed everything, he crushed,
Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted the rush,
Blamed it on the times bein' rough
Doin' dirt, with the devil, chasin' after the dust,
Make a fuss if it's them, but we hush if it's us.
[Chorus:]
That's why my momma said she wanted something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something she could be proud of, something she could feel,
Feel, feel, feel, feel.
She said they so used to not havin' nothing real,
Real, real, real, real
That they don't know how to act,
They don't know how to feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Verse 2:]
Life ain't meant to come around twice,
Yeah, that's why I gotta get it right,
They said I got it honest, now I gotta give it light,
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 morning, now I gotta give 'em sight,
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G show you right.
[Chorus:]
The game is not to give 'em nothing real,
Real, real, real, real.
Nothing they could use, nothing 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 know,
That's all that they feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Verse 3:]
Struggle, yeah, yeah, another sign that God love you,
‘Cause on the low, bein' poor make you humble,
Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep them out of trouble,
‘Cause bein' poor, 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,
Cuff 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.
[Chorus:]
That's why I gotta give 'em something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something they could recognize, something they could feel,
Feel, feel, feel, feel.
To my homies on the block, I gotta give 'em something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Something that'll make 'em stop,
Something they can feel, feel, feel, feel.
[Outro:]
Yo! FNF are real, really real, yeah!
Know what it is, woo!
Baby girl said she was in the mood for something real,
Real, real, real, real.
Let's go!
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