Real Feat. Joey Vaio by EGo Jaleel Lyrics
(Intro)
Real...
Real...
Real...
(Verse 1)
I'm just a skinny kid that rocks the snapbacks
I'm still the skinny kid that loves to write raps
Confronted by my own life
Thinking I can live twice
Knock the Earth off axis
Turning day into night
I hear rappers in my city
Talking bout' guns
Talking bout' the struggle
How they living in the slums
They never held a gun
And they live with the rich
Talk about lies
Now ain't that a bitch?
I'll never compromise
Writing lines for the lies
You see me in the streets never wearing a disguise
Talk about the club
Or you talk about sex
Knowing damn well you ain't never get the neck
I'm bout' this you're bout' that
If this relates to you I expect a diss track
Started with the poems
I wrote them in a line
Progressed to my flow and a story when I rhyme
(Hook)
If I'm make it they say I need to get a deal
If I don't get it I'm a be on circus wheels
Fuck a deal I'm a get it when it's right
I'm real when I talk and I'm real on the mic
(Verse 2)
I'm spitting logic
And I'm never gonna stop it
Cuz the game needs change like the inside of my pocket
Soft ass niggas writing paper with the locket
All I see is dust like the inside of wallet
Fallen to the game with the money as a lure
Evil in my thoughts I am no longer pure
I want this shit
I want it more than my next breath
I want this shit and I'm planning out my next step
Put a finger in yo mouth
Make you want to throw up
Invisible life so no one bothered to show up
Use to play ball
But I saw rhymes in the leather
Words within the leather
Writing rhymes for the better
There's not much you can do or say
That can phase me
Not even these bars have the power to tame me
Half the lines that I write
Make you think I'm crazy
God is my witness..
(Hook)
(Verse 3 - Joey Vaio)
What's up E. Go?
Real
Do you need a definition?
I'm high definition
If you really need a vision
Cuz I walk it like I talk it
I talk it how I see it
If you gonna talk the talk
Then I suggest you really be it
I use to be these rappers
But then I had to stop it
I rapped about the money
But now I really got it
We all selfish goals
But it'd be wrong of you to blame us
I'm just a human being
Only difference is I'm shameless
I use to have these nightmares
Of dying as a nameless
So I opened up my eyes and I pretended that I'm famous
I take it step by step
But I don't need me Dr. Scholls
My dreams stopped being dreams
When I turned them into goals
I turn a beat into ashes
When I flame it with my coals
Why these people down to ride?
But they don't want to pay the tolls
Just to keep it real
I dream of riding in a Rolls Royce
And performing half time at Super Bowls
But I'm still the same kid
That had grown up in the Ville
And I had to move away
But I love my city still
Because it made me real
It taught me how to steal
Taught me to survive life
And never lose the thrill
Momma said go play
I was in the streets all day
Know em' like the back of my hand
Ya understand?
Always hanging with my brothers
Cuz we got each other's back
One of those brothers
Is the one that put me on this track
I really can't lie
Lately I've been in my zone
Only one of my kind
There could never be a clone
I been drowning in my thoughts
Spending lots of time alone
I realized I want to blow
Badder than I've ever shown
I be listening to mixtapes
Thinking it's a mistake
Like how this nigga big?
I'm a hundred times this great
No I'm not famous
And no I'm not rich
But guarantee that I'd be both
If you can grant me one wish
I started up from nothing
Recording in my friend's house
Now I'm getting big
I ain't talking bout' a gym
If you look in Carolina
You might find a hidden gem
Cus I'm real when I talk
And I'm real with the pen
(Outro)
Real...
Whoo!
Real...
Real...
Real...
Real...
Real...
(Verse 1)
I'm just a skinny kid that rocks the snapbacks
I'm still the skinny kid that loves to write raps
Confronted by my own life
Thinking I can live twice
Knock the Earth off axis
Turning day into night
I hear rappers in my city
Talking bout' guns
Talking bout' the struggle
How they living in the slums
They never held a gun
And they live with the rich
Talk about lies
Now ain't that a bitch?
I'll never compromise
Writing lines for the lies
You see me in the streets never wearing a disguise
Talk about the club
Or you talk about sex
Knowing damn well you ain't never get the neck
I'm bout' this you're bout' that
If this relates to you I expect a diss track
Started with the poems
I wrote them in a line
Progressed to my flow and a story when I rhyme
(Hook)
If I'm make it they say I need to get a deal
If I don't get it I'm a be on circus wheels
Fuck a deal I'm a get it when it's right
I'm real when I talk and I'm real on the mic
(Verse 2)
I'm spitting logic
And I'm never gonna stop it
Cuz the game needs change like the inside of my pocket
Soft ass niggas writing paper with the locket
All I see is dust like the inside of wallet
Fallen to the game with the money as a lure
Evil in my thoughts I am no longer pure
I want this shit
I want it more than my next breath
I want this shit and I'm planning out my next step
Put a finger in yo mouth
Make you want to throw up
Invisible life so no one bothered to show up
Use to play ball
But I saw rhymes in the leather
Words within the leather
Writing rhymes for the better
There's not much you can do or say
That can phase me
Not even these bars have the power to tame me
Half the lines that I write
Make you think I'm crazy
God is my witness..
(Hook)
(Verse 3 - Joey Vaio)
What's up E. Go?
Real
Do you need a definition?
I'm high definition
If you really need a vision
Cuz I walk it like I talk it
I talk it how I see it
If you gonna talk the talk
Then I suggest you really be it
I use to be these rappers
But then I had to stop it
I rapped about the money
But now I really got it
We all selfish goals
But it'd be wrong of you to blame us
I'm just a human being
Only difference is I'm shameless
I use to have these nightmares
Of dying as a nameless
So I opened up my eyes and I pretended that I'm famous
I take it step by step
But I don't need me Dr. Scholls
My dreams stopped being dreams
When I turned them into goals
I turn a beat into ashes
When I flame it with my coals
Why these people down to ride?
But they don't want to pay the tolls
Just to keep it real
I dream of riding in a Rolls Royce
And performing half time at Super Bowls
But I'm still the same kid
That had grown up in the Ville
And I had to move away
But I love my city still
Because it made me real
It taught me how to steal
Taught me to survive life
And never lose the thrill
Momma said go play
I was in the streets all day
Know em' like the back of my hand
Ya understand?
Always hanging with my brothers
Cuz we got each other's back
One of those brothers
Is the one that put me on this track
I really can't lie
Lately I've been in my zone
Only one of my kind
There could never be a clone
I been drowning in my thoughts
Spending lots of time alone
I realized I want to blow
Badder than I've ever shown
I be listening to mixtapes
Thinking it's a mistake
Like how this nigga big?
I'm a hundred times this great
No I'm not famous
And no I'm not rich
But guarantee that I'd be both
If you can grant me one wish
I started up from nothing
Recording in my friend's house
Now I'm getting big
I ain't talking bout' a gym
If you look in Carolina
You might find a hidden gem
Cus I'm real when I talk
And I'm real with the pen
(Outro)
Real...
Whoo!
Real...
Real...