TRU Gunz Trapper - Real Enough

Spoken word from an upper class
Pleasure from dessert that will never last
The only way I can free my mind is by sitting idly by writing rhymes
The pain you feel is real, is real
The pain that you feel it is real, real enough

Please don't be synthetic on my time
Please don't be negative bane of my, my life, while I, sigh
Please don't be synthetic on my time
Please don't be negative bane of my, my life, while I, sigh
Be real with me, Cypress Hill with me, come and chill with me
Be real with me, 'cause I feel the need to know what's on your mind
When I'm feeling greedy, start stealing thieving
But I can't act like this shit's all mine, oh my

Counting up 20s
Figuring out ways to manipulate the Punnett square
I don't care
I'm not here nor there, I am nowhere
I am too dirty, I need to clean up, oh Lord
Simple shit do not please us, oh Lord
Screeching my Impala on the Boulevard
They be looking at me different but I try to not acknowledge
I won't lose no sleep over a problem with somebody wilding
I've been losing sleep, inevitably need to roll in college
I could never sell my soul to gain some clout and break the silence
Mixing techniques will never match up to the status quo
Longitude and latitude are random when the gat is blown
That could be a catastrophic prophecy, I'll never know
So Deader the Better leave me nothing but froze

Written by:
Kyle Gregory

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