Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

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You how me and 'Ye do

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
When we lessen our women our condition seems to

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

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