Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Is Real Pt. III

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

My true niggas wit me, yeah
They 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 though the glistenin'?
Why You had to Pun, someone so young?
Had so much more to live for, as real as they

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

An' I'm just about sick of all you sideline
You know, do for the limelight niggas
I'm defendin' your honor, my brother from anotha
I never thought I'd see the day they tried to 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 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, that's why I've up the pen
To keep your boy from servin' life in the pen, ya

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

I'm like, "Hold up, they supposed to be dogs?"
time live 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 know a thing about honor
But what goes around comes around, you'll soon learn karma
As for me I stay the realest
by politicians, street thugs an' killers

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

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
Just a simple game will get a muthafucka killed

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

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

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

Jealousy's a
Who'd a thought the same you be feedin'
Be the comin' 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 ended up or in jail given the scheme of things
To let you know I'm the reason you walkin'
If I somethin' it was me, not the liquor talkin', muthafucka

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

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