Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Is Real Pt. III

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

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

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

Dead man can't
That's why hearin' one side of the story
But did they tell You how he provided for
Family members, grandmas to
Even my seeds ate off the big

How could You deceive Your kids that
'em believe they dad wasn't worth jack?
Listen to the facts as The Don pours his on this track
How could I stand there an' not react?

An' I'm about sick of all you sideline niggas
You know, do for the limelight niggas
I'm your honor, my brother from anotha Momma
I thought I'd see the day they tried to send you [Incomprehensible]

Shit is realla then you think, man, you must not
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 will get a muthafucka

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

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

I'm like, "Hold up, ain't they to be dogs?"
Part time niggas, dabbelin' drugs
See a rapper of a lucrative deal
But you'se a bitch if you choosin' to

It's 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, street thugs an'

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

is realla 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 dice game get a muthafucka killed

The ghetto ain't a place you wanna take lightly
Same cat that'll spill you an' end up with your
I've seen it all, why I've picked 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 house
If I'm not in the studio, I'm out on
my ass to make my fans' future secure

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

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

it's all said an' done, I follow 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 realla then you think, man, you must not
It takes a lot to a day in the life of Fat Joe
The place I'm from, MTV wanna film
Just a simple dice game will get a muthafucka

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