Real by Kid Caprio Lyrics
(Intro)
I suffer from hallucinations I see and feel and hear things that aren't real. hahahahaha
(Verse 1)
Get strep throat
Wrote 50 in my death note
All I want is kitty so I got my bitch at PetCo
Committee rocking with me
So like Diddy let my head grow
And still sunning cities
Like the kid is named Bledsoe
West flow
They gonna have to do it if he says so
True his brew is fluid
Cause he threw it all in escrow
Prove it's nothing to it
Fuming coolent while his breath slow
And still knocking bitches
Til they stupid when the refs blow
Lets go
Hard shit
Rolling in my starship
Pull a Rodney Mullen
When I'm rolling on the parchment
Car sick shit
Can't fit in the enlargement
And feels like a brick
Getting hit by these bars spit
(Chorus)
I suffer from hallucinations. I see and feel and hear things that aren't real
(Verse 2)
Bitch I stay flossing
Fade J.Cross
And I sauced Curry
Paid as Shane Dawson
May play possum
In pop's jury
Then them things cost him
His grey Dautsun
His thoughts worried
While my days awesome
This lanes lost
And I'm not 30
But I'm dirty as Dirk
Serving impervious work
To be the earliest clerk
It must mean that Jermy's a jerk
I'm just a courteous flirt
Averting the journey that's Kurt
Concerning
The way that they burn me
They just might turn me a shirt
(Speech)
Life is not really long. Let's say the average person is 30 years old. Outta 30 years, out of all the nights, last night when you went to bed and woke up this morning you don't remember a thing. You've been unconscious for about 8 years. If you're 30 years old, you've slept about 8 years
(Outro)
Okay Paul that was a good one
Do you wanna hear it?
Yup
I suffer from hallucinations I see and feel and hear things that aren't real. hahahahaha
(Verse 1)
Get strep throat
Wrote 50 in my death note
All I want is kitty so I got my bitch at PetCo
Committee rocking with me
So like Diddy let my head grow
And still sunning cities
Like the kid is named Bledsoe
West flow
They gonna have to do it if he says so
True his brew is fluid
Cause he threw it all in escrow
Prove it's nothing to it
Fuming coolent while his breath slow
And still knocking bitches
Til they stupid when the refs blow
Lets go
Hard shit
Rolling in my starship
Pull a Rodney Mullen
When I'm rolling on the parchment
Car sick shit
Can't fit in the enlargement
And feels like a brick
Getting hit by these bars spit
(Chorus)
I suffer from hallucinations. I see and feel and hear things that aren't real
(Verse 2)
Bitch I stay flossing
Fade J.Cross
And I sauced Curry
Paid as Shane Dawson
May play possum
In pop's jury
Then them things cost him
His grey Dautsun
His thoughts worried
While my days awesome
This lanes lost
And I'm not 30
But I'm dirty as Dirk
Serving impervious work
To be the earliest clerk
It must mean that Jermy's a jerk
I'm just a courteous flirt
Averting the journey that's Kurt
Concerning
The way that they burn me
They just might turn me a shirt
(Speech)
Life is not really long. Let's say the average person is 30 years old. Outta 30 years, out of all the nights, last night when you went to bed and woke up this morning you don't remember a thing. You've been unconscious for about 8 years. If you're 30 years old, you've slept about 8 years
(Outro)
Okay Paul that was a good one
Do you wanna hear it?
Yup