Lyrics:
the world tries to keep me down (when the world tryna keep me down)
And there's nobody else around (and there's nobody else around)
Keep it real, can you
I can't believe that it's real
(It's real, it's real, it's real)
The way that you made me feel
A burning deep down inside
(A burning deep
rains
You see my pain is real
Watch my world dissolve
And pretend that none of us see the fall
As I turned to sand
You took me by the hand
the time
Tomorrow disagrees
But your real world isn't ready to face
The face behind the real me
Time to think it over
I'm over trying to overthink
I've
some do
The real troopers bring the ICE to you
And close friends to me, yeah, Public Enemy
These stations have high intellect
They don't pretend
hold your horses, take a break and see
Cause while you lookin at others
And don't even bother
You know the whole world can agree
Approved by
the world)
I'm represented by Fetti, I'm so hardcore
Feet to the floor, on one accord
Kick open the door, not knowing the score
I'm tatted and matted,
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
the real thing
La la la la
La love
La la la
Love is the real thing
You know
Love is the real thing
La la la la
By the nightfall
They have driven
La la la
Love is the real thing
You know
Love is the real thing
La la la la
By the nightfall
They have driven
From the world they know
She's so happy
and trampled by your heel
And eaten away by my own version of the real
Everything is my fault
(It's all the same, just pass me the blame)
The problems have
I send this one out, to my right hand man
Or mens, or women's, the whole crew
The real fam
We can count the dough or kick a flow
Or chill out
All the world's great lovers have been glorified
History placed them in a romantic set
In between book covers they are side by side
But the real
a load of this
Get pissed, get real, get over it, get it over with, oh
The world's my oyster soup bowling ball of wax museum
Cannibal dog house plan
world is way too big
And populated by fuzzy pigs
This world is something new to me
This world is such a gas
P.U., where's your class?
This
And we’ll fight to the end
Marshalls of all of the skies
For the glory of the world
And a brighter day tomorrow
Unified by truth and justice,
Future
the closer we get to the truth
State troopers or FED's come out to silence you
My house in Malibu probably tapped
Because living next door to Demi Moore
New York New York yeah where my troopers at
Where my hustlers where my boosters at
I don't care what you do for stacks
I know the world glued you
This world is big and wild and half insane.
Take me where real animals are playing.
Just a dirty old shack,
Where the hound dogs bark,
That we
to everybody in the whole world
Just tryin to fight for whats real
To Petrish Lamoumba
Just tryin to fight for whats real
And destroyed by his own people
This
by the way you treat your girl
That I could give you all the loving in the whole wide world
All I want you to do is to make your bread
Just
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
The more I learn, the more I see
The less the world impassioned me
The hungry heart, the roving eye
Have come to rest, do not apply
The frantic
by the way you treat your girl
That I could give you all the loving in the whole wide world
All I want you to do is to make your bread
Just
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