Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

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You how me and 'Ye do

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

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

It's like a 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 Juan that's why I write freedom songs
For the people

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

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

that it's drama 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 hate ya
real people

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

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

For you and
music forever, yeah
Rock on, we on
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