Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

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You how me and 'Ye do

Real walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
Often beef this city never does people walk and talk in they sleep
Cold sweats and wet dreams on how to get
Our faith is all in a jeep black souls raw and they
Hypes tryna talk with no teeth, shorties sayin' or retreat
A lesson we all speak at one or another

Whatchu expect from one who a joint with his mother?
Anointed hustlers in a region
Through the pain, wish they knew that God was just
We want decent homes, so dreams we say out
speaker phones, just to keep 'em on

It's like a colored that keep keepin' on
I guess knowin' I'm is when I'm really bein' strong
Somehow through the dust, I could see the
Like the Bishop Juan that's why I write freedom songs
For the real

I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile
me as the cops be tryna pop and lock me
They cocky, they mentality is Nazi
The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like
We're the children of a better God searchin' for jobs
We could cop cars tryin' not to catch a charge

They say the game is sour
Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for
Come to your crib and all that you work for
Must be more than paper these niggaz for
Through the purple I circle days I rhyme that work for pays
Tryna the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality

Heard that it's at home
Can a break free and still get honored at home?
I was by a chief it's the games nature
When you're glowin' some will love and will hate ya
It's real

Black men walking wit white girls on arms
I be mad at 'em as if I they mom's
to go beyond the surface a person's a person
When we our women our condition seems to worsen

The weary cursin' the sky to themselves
Givin' version of why help and hurt in they eye
I across from it some of it I do be in
I be showin' niggaz lives like UPN it's people

For you and
Good music forever,
on, we keep on
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