Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

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You how me and 'Ye do

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

expect from one who smoke 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 we say out loud
Like phones, just to keep 'em on

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

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

say the dope game is sour
Now they homework that's when they follow you for hours
Come to your crib and devour all that you for
Must be more than paper niggaz hurt for
Through the purple haze I circle I rhyme that work for pays
Tryna reverse the slave's and insert the brave mentality

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

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

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

For you and
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