Luyện nghe bài hát Real People

Yeah,
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 talk in sleep
Cold and wet dreams on how to get green
Our faith is all in a jeep black souls raw and deep
Hypes tryna talk with no teeth, shorties sayin' 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 region
Through the pain, wish knew that God was just teachin'
We want homes, so dreams we say out loud
Like speaker phones, just to 'em on

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

I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Selassie
me as the cops be tryna pop and lock me
They cocky, plus 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 ghetto tryin' not to catch a charge

say the dope game is sour
Now they doin' homework that's when they 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 days I rhyme that work for pays
reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality

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

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

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

For you and
Good forever, yeah
Rock on, we on
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh,
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