Lupe Fiasco

Lupe Fiasco - Real lyrics

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Uhh, Food & Liquor

Yeah, my man said he wanted somethin real..

real.. real.. real.. real

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

Lusssst... sometimes can override trusssst

She said that's why she gave it up

My man said blood spilled out of everything he tou-chhhhed

He crushed everything he crushed

Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted to rushhhhh

Blamed it on the times bein rough

Doin dirt, with the devil, chasin after the dusssst

Make a fussss, if it's them, but we hushhh, 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

Lifffffe... ain't meant to come around twiiiice

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 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 a-know

That's all that they a-feel.. feel.. feel.. feel

Struggle... yeah yeah, another sign that God love you

Cause on the low, bein po', make you humble

Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep them out of trouble

Cause bein po', also teach you how to hustle

All they want is some shoes or some rims for they 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! For real, really real, yeah!

Know what it is, woo!

Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin REAL..

real.. real.. real.. real

Let's go!

So real.. so real..

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