Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song People Don't Want That Real, artist - Dee-1. Date of issue: 18.07.2019
Song language: English
People Don't Want That Real |
| People don’t want that real, they just say that they do |
| Nah, people don’t want that real, and I’m one of 'em too |
| I’m so easily entertained by ratchet activity |
| Violent, negative imagery always seem to interest me |
| I tell myself no more music glorifying evil |
| Selling drugs, womanizing, killing our people |
| Then I hear a song with a tight beat and can’t deny it |
| The hook is catchy so I subconsciously memorize it |
| Next thing you know, I’m reciting all the lyrics |
| And my day don’t feel complete unless I hear it |
| Inviting darkness in my spirit, this can’t be light |
| I’m craving what I’m 'posed to be fighting, this can’t be right |
| I must be blind to the effects, this can’t be sight |
| Death is in the power of the tongue 'cause this can’t be life |
| Be careful what you get involved with |
| 'Cause you can’t support a cause but then hate the effects that it causes, uh |
| Do I really want change? |
| Am I really who I claim? |
| When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name? |
| It’s just really on my brain, uh |
| Do I really want change? |
| Am I really who I claim? |
| When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name? |
| It’s just really on my brain |
| People don’t want love, they just say that they do |
| Nah, people don’t want love, and I’m one of 'em too |
| I’m so easily entertained by the thrill of the chase |
| Infatuated with a new name and a new face |
| I tell myself no more hollerin' at these girls |
| All I need is one, give her diamonds, give her pearls |
| But I’m steady looking past what’s right there in my grasp |
| Someone that I can have who would give me her last, uh |
| Next thing you know, I’m talking to someone new |
| She don’t love who I am, she just love what I do |
| First she used to ignore me, now she love to explore me |
| Was cool the first couple weeks, now she starting to bore me |
| This ain’t right, feeling like a habit I can’t fight |
| Think I might have to learn how to curb my appetite |
| All my life, I said that I been wanting me a wife |
| Well, I can’t spend my time just chasing whoever’s fine, for real |
| Do I really want change? |
| Am I really who I claim? |
| When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name? |
| It’s just really on my brain, uh |
| Do I really want change? |
| Am I really who I claim? |
| When that final day comes, Lord, will you call my name? |
| It’s just really on my brain |