Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

Yeah,
You how me and 'Ye do

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

Whatchu 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
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 bein'
Somehow through the dust, I see the dawn
Like the Magic Juan that's why I write freedom songs
For the people

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

They say the game is sour
Now they doin' homework that's 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 that work for pays
Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave

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

Black men walking wit girls on they arms
I be mad at 'em as if I know mom's
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 it some of it I do be in
I be showin' niggaz lives like UPN it's people

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