Talib Kweli, Res - What's Real lyrics

[Talib Kweli, Res - What's Real lyrics]

What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya

I'mma start this story
My influence so enormous
Got that shit you love to sing along
With like every line is the chorus
I'm born in Brooklyn like Biggie
I'm born in Brooklyn like Jordan
I'm born in Brooklyn like Tyson
You don't live this, you just a tourist
We ride or die for them corners
Fuck your private life they spy on us
When they catch us man it's like practice for
The new tactics that they try on us
Them cops are lining them coffers
Why we get shot we lying in coffins
They want my demise cause when I arrive
They stop for lines so often
Nigga just stop, you might as well forfeit
We like Shia LaBeouf so lawless
Still recognize real
Real recognize real like the car
I'm driving you foreign
My diamond cut so flawless, no not
Jewels, I'm talking 'bout songs, bitch
So if they after me like I'm Lauryn
I just tell the feds that I'm Moorish
We walking, all the girls is talking
Generally they butt fucking naked just
Like the Book of Mormon
We see the trees for them forest
My name ring them bells like a doorman
Y'all niggas game is so corny, that's why
You grill them hoes just like Foreman
Boring

What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya

Paper chasing we on that grind
Reputation on the line
Crazy, borderline - pay me, on time
Crazy, borderline - pay me, on time
Crazy, borderline - pay me, on time
Explore and discover what most fear
I will never wait till the brush clear
Swear I will never get stuck here, America
Fuck yeah measure my career in dog years
My passport got them dog ears i set sail
Travelling the world like Jesus was
Doing in his lost years
I might give you the pill like Morpheus
I'm like the PE logo in the cross hairs
Standing out cause there's nothing
But whores here
Pimps rock crocodile like false tears
Bring it on through your force field
I'll be giving you nothing but the raw deal
What I say on display is the purest skill
I'll be giving y'all niggas what's more real
What's more real
What's more real? I got chicks
Fighting like floor sales
You gossiping bloggers all fail
Like at the yardstick measuring
Your tall tales
And you on all fours you small scale
All in between the legs like a dog's tail
You are what you eat, you don't want no beef
You completely vegan like all kale

What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya
What's real? Do you know?
What's real? Let me show ya

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