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

Whatchu expect from one who smoke a joint with his
Anointed hustlers in a fatherless
Through the pain, wish they knew God was just teachin'
We want decent homes, so 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
Somehow through the dust, I see the dawn
Like the Bishop Magic Juan that's why I freedom songs
For the real

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

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

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

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

The weary cursin' the sky talkin' to
Givin' they version of why help and 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
music forever, yeah
Rock on, we on
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