Lyrics:
Or paralised by the truth
Butchering in the name of god
Is no comfort for a broken heart
Parked car
Hit and run
Empty heart and a
Loaded gun
Good deeds
Bad
retreat to the trees surrounded by green but I need
Need more for my kin and more for my team, I always
Danced to a different type beat
Off kilter
the negative, make room for the positve
that's addin' and subtractin' on the real
Niggas betta learn they math
Cause if my calculations serve me
who real, who fake, and who gay
It's about who pray
[T.I. and studio engineers interlude convo]
[Verse Four: T.I.]
Open my eyes, see the sunrise
weird thing is happening
Even though it's silent in this church
Somehow, the speakers are picking up Piano Man by Billy Joel
And I've never heard of that
have my soul
And I just wanted you to know
(I'm for real)
'Cause I'm for real
Are you for real?
I can't help myself
It's the way I feel
When you
me it traps me, in the hole
Reachin for my soul, fuck it, yo
If your heart stop beating I'll go back in time
Make your heart beat again, real
in these piano keys?..
If i could foresee my destiny...
The time we’re to get
As darkness comes, we sell our souls again
No, we don't regret
And there
Long long time
I been at it for
One hunnid percent
I keep it real with all my fans
Signing this deal
Was part of the plan
Sellin em souls
Was part
Young Ke Ke he down wit us
South Side nigga and we down to bust I'm number one
[Scarface]
Too many niggas takin' rap for a joke
You be up for one
[Chorus]
Never thought id see the day when you wasn't by my side.
Listen I was down for you girl put you first in my world
And I thought you were
oh
I'll get you home by a decent time
Wait, fuck yo' bed you can sleep in mine, yeah
Let's make it happen, girl, I need some time
Speakin' of time,
this girl shit I prolly sold my soul
Got a little Cleopatra Imma wrap her up in gold
Back it up for me drop it down real slow
Play ya cards right dress
This that Real one anthem
I jazzy jeff you out the Thugz Mansion
Had to cut some haters off right quick
Just for pretending they was real like this
get to the point where my nerve it be faded
For real
'Cause yo body get dated
For real
Bitch I been in the mix like a interlude
Without the gratitude
shit is real
And her salary is gorgeous, something like mines
And she always pay the mortgage, stuntin' on time
And I think I'm falling for her just
the Playmate Of The Year
Cause when I first met her, she had the Lex and the 'tegra
Game real good, sex was even better
I got it for the cheddar once I hit it in
hurting 4 real
Cause I’m in my bag look 4 real
Fuck a nigga it is what it is
In that field you get hurt or get killed
I’m better off by myself eating a meal
poopcrocks for jingle
I giggity-gots the rhymes like ??? ??? got the wrinkle
Check the real wild, my ill style gets worked out like Bundy
I piggity-pack
by fast
Hold them baby girls, never let them go
cnd love em hard with all your heart and soul
low budget style
Group Home style, aight, Jeru Tha Damaja, Brainsick Mob
Aight, for the real cats in the streets, that's living the struggle
For
or shine, night or day, whenever you call me it'll be okay
If you want to stop by 'cause you're in the neighborhood
Or if you want me to make you feel real
talking for George
I stare in her eyes
They glare back ice cold
Shawty done sold her soul
Looking real young but feeling real old
Shawty done sold her soul
this interlude
To be honest, we had to take a song off the project, so
I came to the studio and just cooked up a quick lil' interlude, real quick
I
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