| What’s real? |
| Do you know?
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| What’s real? |
| Let me show ya
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| I’mma start this story, my influence so enormous
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| Got that shit you love to sing along with
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| Like every line is the chorus
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| I’m born in Brooklyn like Biggie
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| I’m born in Brooklyn like Jordan
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| I’m born in Brooklyn like Tyson
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| You don’t live this, you just a tourist
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| We ride or die for them corners
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| Fuck your private life they spy on us
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| When they catch us man it’s like practice
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| For the new taxes that they try on us
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| Them cops are lining them coffers
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| Why we get shot we lying in coffins
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| They want my demise cause when I arrive they stop for lines so often
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| Nigga just stop, you might as well forfeit
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| We like Shia LaBeouf so lawless
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| Still recognize real, still recognize real
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| Like the car I’m driving you foreign
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| My diamond cut so flawless
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| No not Jews I’m talking bout bitch
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| So if they after me like I’m Lauryn
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| I tell the feds that I’m moorish
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| We walking, all the girls is talking
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| Generally they butt fucking naked just like the Book of Mormon
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| We see the trees for them forest
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| My name ring them bells like a doorman
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| Y’all niggas game is so corny
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| That’s why you grill them hoes just like Forman, boring
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| Paper chasing we on that grind
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| Reputation on the line
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| Crazy, borderline — pay me, on time
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| Crazy, borderline — pay me, on time
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| Crazy, borderline — pay me, on time
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| Explore and discover what most fear
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| I will never wait til the brush clear
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| Swear I will never get stuck here
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| America, fuck yea
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| Measure my career in dog years
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| My passport got them dog ears
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| I set sail, travelling the world like Jesus was doing in his lost years
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| I might give you the pill like Morpheus
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| I’m like the P.E. |
| logo in the cross hairs
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| Standing out cause there’s nothing but whores here
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| Pimps rock crocodile like false tears
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| Bring it on through your force field
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| I’ll be giving you nothing but the raw deal
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| What I say on display is the purest skill
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| I’ll be giving y’all niggas what’s more real
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| What’s more real, what’s more real?
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| I got chicks fighting like floor sales
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| You gossiping bloggers all fail
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| Look at the yardstick measuring your tall tales
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| And you on all fours you small scale
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| All in between the legs like a dog’s tail
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| You are what you eat, you don’t want no beef
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| You completely vegan like all kale |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song What's Real , by - Talib Kweli. Song from the album Gravitas, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп