| You got your fancy clothes on
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| And all your diamond rings
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| You praise your god, yeah he god
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| And chase your Lamborghini dreams
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| It doesn’t matter what the cost
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| It doesn’t matter what the means
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| They’ll bury you in your facade
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| As if it is what it seems to be
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| Tell me what’s real
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| These cars? |
| These clothes? |
| This fame?
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| These frauds? |
| These foes? |
| Your bane?
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| Pain was the only thing I’d ever known that was real
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| I could touch it and taste 'em, must grow
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| I could feel all my fuck its and faking a nice home
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| But I peel back stats with nothing at all
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| A bucket to fall and drown out all of my wrongs
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| And it’s gone with the winds of change
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| I had to go and place love at the front of the race
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| I can’t go fake blood and my father in the cot
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| Till my doctor hit pause and then follow him way to grace
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| Pray for faith, may they take
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| Transcend the badlands and mound in space
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| Pull it no longer, gotta pull on my cage
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| No ratchets are found on the land with little rage
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| Old trap up outta the land with no gaze
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| Throw 'em back with the sucker free song to say
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| It goes
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| Want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery
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| Will you want to hate and despise one another
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| In this world there is room for everyone
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| The dirt is rich and can provide for everyone
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| The way of life could be free and beautiful
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| But we have lost the way
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| Greed has imprisoned souls
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| Has barricaded the world with hate
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| This boosts us into misery and hate
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| It doesn’t matter what the cost
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| It doesn’t matter what the means
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| They’ll bury you in your facade
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| As if it is what it seems to be
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| Tell me what’s real
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| These cars? |
| These clothes? |
| This fame?
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| These frauds? |
| And all those foes and your bane?
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink
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| Can you tell me what’s real?
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| Pain was the only thing I’d ever know that’s real
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| This ain’t no holy road
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| My knife at the end of the road, blowing smoke
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| On the razor’s edge
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| Can’t really tell if we really are friends
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| Too many pills and way too much coke
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| But I started hearing voices I’d never broke
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| This really real shit, top ramen at the top of my food
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| This where I get my wrist slit
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| Depression be the daily deal, angry clenched fists
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| A tank ribs if I don’t slip and I’d seem to loathe this
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| Lessons in truth but no true bless |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What's Real?, artist - Gorilla Voltage. Album song The Lost Tapes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп