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letra de real talk - eric west

[verse]
and so it’s back to interrogating myself
do i wanna have friends or should i take care of my health?
would you cry if i died or would you just care for yourselves?
none of you dawgs speak when you see me here in a well
so angry when i p-ss i’ll be tearing up h-ll
i’ll turtle you fake f-cks, leave yall wearing the sh-lls
if you’re my friend why don’t you show that you care if i’m well
your silence speaks volumes, i hear it clear as a bell
to get a text back i’ve got to fight for your time
even if in your dark times i was right by your side
i don’t wanna have to be recycling lines
but i’ve saved some of yall lives and now you can’t be here in mine?
first time i said it all yall said was “this sh-t is heat”
had to say it again cuz repet-tion is key
if i’m on repeat i hope it’s cuz you listening to me
and not just because i’m rapping and you digging the beat
can’t count all of the women that like to leave me on read
can’t count all the gold diggers that wanna see me in debt
some people dip like cliffhangers leaving me in suspense
(exhale) sorry i needed a breath
on a road of my own, some no longer travel with me
but hard to cut people loose when you get attached quickly
i know it’s in my best interest but the process is still hard for me
like cutting off limbs, some of them became a part of me
but if i had to choose between expanding my audience
or dealing with their cancer, i think the choice is obvious
got my fists balled tight, not cutting you any slack
done defending yall choices, now i’m on the attack
gonna carry several guys up on my back
tryna be the lone wolf but wolves die without a pack
more patience than a hospital, don’t wanna see me snap
ready to fight the whole d-mn country because i’m black
i wanna represent my culture and i’ll do it with pride
some wanna be up top with me but only when i arrive
if you ain’t down for bumpy roads don’t hop up in my ride
you’re not rollin with me if you do not have the drive
this way of life i’m choosing it
i’ll forever do this sh-t
if the sky’s the limit then i’ll make sure the roof is bent
i think that i’m losing it
i’m missing a screw or six
put the iron to the man, robert downey jr sh-t
how is it i’m doing this?
exuding this exuberance
treat the records like they’re mountains you know that i’m moving it
honestly it’s ludacris how i could be so lucrative
making all of you my b-tches like some sort of super pimp
my rhymes are so fluid it’s like i’m a computer chip
run away with the game like i am a fugitive
ruling i ain’t new to this
to me it is intuitive
claim i’m king like jesus but can’t put me on no crucifix
acrobat with words do you wanna see me do a flip?
rapping is like boxing, you’re shook when i produce a hit
don’t need to use some cadence or any other stupid trick
i’m sleeping on the rest of my cl-ss the way a student is
so far above my peers think it’s time i did some tutoring
i’m schooling everybody and i do not care who it is
never lie to the game, that means that i’m true to this
i’ve got my own back, i’m off the backboard alley oopin sh-t

- eric west

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