Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Is Real Pt. III

Slow motion,
Tell you what I see through eyes
All we do is the truth, yeah
Shit is then real, yeah
Shit is then real, ain't it?

My true walk wit me, yeah
ride wit me
Would you pies wit me now, ya heard?

Lord, I keep hollerin', I hope You
How come I'm still stressed an' even the squad's glistenin'?
Why You had to take Pun, someone so
Had so much more to live for, as real as come

Dead man can't
why You're hearin' one side of the story
But did tell You how he provided for forty?
Family members, grandmas to
my seeds ate off the big homie

How could You Your kids like that
Make 'em believe they dad worth jack?
to the facts as The Don pours his heart on this track
How could I just there an' not react?

An' I'm just about of all you sideline niggas
You know, do anythin' for the limelight
I'm defendin' your honor, my from anotha Momma
I never I'd see the day they tried to send you [Incomprehensible]

Shit is realla you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to a day in the life of Fat Joe
The I'm from, MTV don't wanna film
Just a simple game will get a muthafucka killed

The ghetto ain't a place that you wanna lightly
Same cat spill you an' end up with your wifey
seen it all, that's why I've picked up the pen
To keep your boy from life in the pen, ya heard?

Fuck the flu season, it's sue season
Can't even go to the clubs an' my people love
'Coz soon as shit pop off an' niggas love
Niggas accusin' me of 'em up

I'm like, "Hold up, they supposed to be dogs?"
Part time niggas, dabbelin' drugs
See a rapper think of a lucrative
But you'se a if you choosin' to squeal

It's more than obvious, you don't know a thing about
But what goes comes around, you'll soon learn about karma
As for me I being the realest
Admired by politicians, street an' killers

I keep feedin' the street but the street back
Is that police tryna see Joe back in slacks?
But dat, see, I keep long money
An' if you for dat
You'll never see a from me, muthafucker

Shit is realla then you think, man, you not know
It takes a lot to walk a day in the of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't film
Just a simple dice game get a muthafucka killed

The ghetto a place that you wanna take lightly
Same cat that'll spill you an' end up your wifey
I've seen it all, that's why I've up the pen
To keep your boy servin' life in the pen, ya heard?

Yo, I grindin', everybody counted me out
Now I'm rewindin' in my summer beach
If I'm not in the studio, I'm out on
Bustin' my ass to make my future secure

everybody want somethin' for nothin'
All of a sudden talkin' like, "Joey be frontin'"
The hood screamin', Crack done changed, he holla
I know now Big, 'Mo Mo Problems'

a muthafucka
Who'd a the same niggas you be feedin'
Be the comin' for ya?
I'm not stressin', I was born a
I'm too big, too wise, too strong for ya

When it's all said an' done, I follow my
Could have ended up dead or in jail the scheme of things
To let you know I'm the you still walkin'
If I somethin' it was me, not the liquor talkin', muthafucka

Shit is then you think, man, you must not know
It takes a lot to a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV wanna film
a simple dice game will get a muthafucka killed

The ghetto ain't a place you wanna take lightly
cat that'll spill you an' end up with your wifey
I've seen it all, that's why picked up the pen
To keep your boy servin' life in the pen, ya heard?