Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Is Real Pt. III

Slow motion,
Tell you what I see through these
All we do is speak the truth,
Shit is then real, yeah
Shit is realla then real, it?

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

Lord, I keep hollerin', I You listenin'
How come I'm stressed an' even though the squad's glistenin'?
Why You had to Pun, someone so young?
Had so much more to live for, as as they come

Dead man talk
That's why hearin' one side of the story
But did they tell You how he provided for
Family members, to shorties
Even my ate off the big homie

How could You Your kids like that
Make 'em believe they dad wasn't worth
Listen to the as The Don pours his heart on this track
How I just stand 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 brother from anotha
I never I'd see the day they tried to send you [Incomprehensible]

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

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

Fuck the flu season, nowadays it's sue
even go to the clubs an' show my people love
'Coz as shit pop off an' niggas knuckle love
Niggas me of fuckin' 'em up

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

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

I feedin' the street but the street feed back
Is that police see Joe back in green slacks?
But never dat, see, I 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 a lot to walk a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV don't film
Just a simple dice game will get a killed

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

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

Nowadays everybody want for nothin'
All of a niggas talkin' like, "Joey be frontin'"
The screamin', Crack done changed, he don't holla
I now Big, 'Mo Money Mo Problems'

Jealousy's a
Who'd a thought the same niggas you be
Be the muthafuckaz for ya?
I'm not stressin', I was a warrior
I'm too big, too wise, too strong for ya

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

Shit is then you think, man, you must 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 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 it all, that's why I've picked up the pen
To your boy from servin' life in the pen, ya heard?