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Real Feat. Sarah Green Lyrics

Real Feat. Sarah Green by Lupe Fiasco  

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Real Feat. Sarah Green Uh, food and liquor
Yeah, my man said, he wanted somethin' real
Real, real, real, real, yeah
Somethin' he could recognize, somethin' he could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' that could make her move
Somethin' she could feel, feel, feel, feel

Lust, sometimes can override trust
She said, that's why she gave it up
My man said, blood spilled out of everything he touched
He crushed everything he crushed

Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted to rush
Blamed it on the times bein' rough
Doin' dirt, with the devil, chasin' after the dust
Make a fuss, if it's them, but we hush, if it's us

That's why, my Momma said, she wanted somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' she could be proud of, somethin' she could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

She said, they so used to not havin' nuttin' real
Real, real, real, real
That they don't know how to act
They don't know how to feel, feel, feel, feel

Life ain't meant to come around twice
(Yeah)
That's why I gotta get it right
They said, I got it honest, now, I gotta give it life
But sleep on it, that's why God give you night

I mean, I had a dream that, God gave me flight
Too fly for my own good, so, God gave me plight
If I wake up in the mornin', now, I gotta give 'em sight
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G, sho' you right

The game is not to give 'em nuttin' real
Real, real, real, real
Nothin' that they could use, nuttin' that they could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

Give 'em a bunch of lies, and teach 'em that it's real
Real, real, real, real
So that's all that they know
That's all that they could
Feel, feel, feel, feel

Struggle, another sign that God love you
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
'Cause on the low, bein' po', make you humble
Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep 'em out of trouble
'Cause bein' po', also teach you how to hustle

All they want is some shoes or some rims for their Bubble
Now, that I got my own, I can hit them with a couple
Couple, my homies, so they ain't got no reason to cuff you
That's my plan, if I can, on the man up above you

That's why, I gotta give 'em somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' they could recognize, somethin' they could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

To my homies on the block, I gotta give 'em somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' that'll make 'em stop
Somethin' they can feel, feel, feel, feel

Yo, effin' f are real, really real, yeah
Know what it is, woo
Baby girl said, she was in the mood for somethin' real
(So real, so real)
Real, real, real, real

Let's go
(So real, so real, so real, so real )
So real, so real, so real, so real
So real, so real , so real



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