Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

Yeah,
You how me and 'Ye do

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

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

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

I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile
Watch me as the cops be pop and lock 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 better
We could cop cars tryin' not to catch a charge

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

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

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

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

For you and
Good music forever,
on, we keep on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh,
The