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letra de soo real - dj js-1

[intro:]
so i think it’s about that time we get into some real shit, ya know? (yeah)

[verse 1:]
still searching- for the right words
this is life music- all the struggle and pain
ray of light music, you can see through the rain, call it hope music
niggas prayin for change, this is dope music
you can feel in your veins
this is my life, all the ins and the outs, these are my feelings
and i’m spilling them out, this is 25 with life at the end
this is peace kid- know i’ll see you again
these are cold nights, only heat was the stove
these are mean streets, where the weak exposed
this is dear god, can you show me a sign? this is please dad
please stop snorting those lines. this was my life, through
defeats and the drought, these are my feelings i’m just leaking
‘em out this is dry ink but the wounds are fresh
these are lost tears for 20 years i kept, this is my life, how
the bricks were laid, this the foundation where my heart remains
this is dear god, i have nothing to say, this is please mom put the
liquor away. this is me alone, soul searchin for peace, this is
life music more than hooks and a beat, this a young man letting
go of the past, reachin for the future that i’m hoping to grasp
this is rasheed al almeen chappell, and how i found heaven
from the depths of hell, this is my life and it made me strong and
in my own words how it made this song

[chorus:]
it’s become so easy because you’re so real [x4]
nothin but some real shit, what y’all expected? what-what-what-what y’all expected? [x2]

[verse 2:]
this is a dream manifested, seen as a reference to teens
adolescents, means to express it, jeans and a necklace is seen
as impressive. livin out our dreams you can squeeze as directed
this is moms rent money that bailed you out, my commentary is
commissary she mailed you out, this is flowers for the graves for
loved ones lost who spent the hours and the days to keep us out the cage
this is for the soldiers returning home from war
for soldiers not returning home for sure
these are thoughts of the youth asking the price of the cost of some
boots not the cost of a suit instead of ironing a tux, iron being tucked
standing grindin till it’s dusk till a dime become a buck
caught buying in a bust, in a line up being cuffed, go from a
diamonds in a rough to end up shinin being buffed this is
crack in the val inhaled by a pregnant mama attached
to a child ain’t relapse in a while, chest full of smoke
lungs collapse from the clouds, no cash, how you ask her to smile?
this is humility and happiness ability, adapting with silliness and
tragicness to really be immaculate gotta take the negative and
positive and master it, the lightning in the body you can capture
it, this is triumph and failure the way that they mesh this is the first
day of birth the last day of death, this is so real that it hurts to say
for you it’s so real that it hurts to play

[chorus]

- dj js 1

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