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letra de reality checks - unlearn the world

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
uh, listen

[verse 1]
my soul is the truest treasure
from cup of noodles to puttanesca
in my college years, i was depressed for two semesters
my energy goin’ in circles like sufis in mecca
a king in a room full of jesters, you goofies could never
doin’ better now, i’m doin’ lectures
doin’ records, ridin’ through my section
aura glowin’, bioluminescent, i don’t do elections
but i know that old rich white men need yellow, brown, black, and new suggestions
i am too invested, i get too relentless
i get too aggressive with this new attention, i am too protective
solvin’ mysteries, so call me true detective
your outrage is selective, i offer new perspective
starin’ at the stars while they glare and sparkle
playin’ music in my room while my parents would argue
either that or turn the volume up on my cartoons
because of nas, i had a book of rhymes that i could talk to
eatin’ sushi while i’m wearin’ some wallabee clark shoes
these are scarlett letter flows, the lyrics’ll mark you
devils don’t always greet you in the form of h-rns and dark suits
when we go for self, we all lose (yo!)
[hook]
i’m just a boy from uptown, you see me up now
i be above clouds, i may never come down
careful when you come ’round, youngins gettin’ gunned down
hear they mama cryin’, she be louder than the gun sound (bow!)
i write my name on the back of my reality checks (reality checks…)
it’s music, money, power, respect
i write my name on the back of my reality checks (reality checks…)
it’s music, money, power, respect

[verse 2]
my fingers be on the green, i be touchin’ turtles
high as f-ck, sha’carri richardson when jumpin’ hurdles
dinner at hookah lounges with my inner circle
you say your life is a movie, but it’s a commercial
the words i write become holy scriptures of virtue
the opposite of urkel researchin’ sh-t like a nerd do
i built my freedom tower from ground zero (ground zero!)
n-ggas give me weird energy ’cause they’re weirdos (ha!)
or maybe they hate me and i’m secretly they hero
i’m too old for the drama so let the grays in my beard grow
don’t talk about career goals, i make love to earholes
me and my girl in hotel rooms, she never wear clothes (hey!)
naked but unafraid, i’m outside, so come and play
if i ever was a slave, i’d be a runaway (well)
they want the tea on me, on beats i spill a cup a day
appetite for destruction, i cut filets
[hook]
i’m just a boy from uptown, you see me up now
i be above clouds, i may never come down
careful when you come ’round, youngins gettin’ gunned down
hear they mama cryin’, she be louder than the gun sound (bow!)
i write my name on the back of my reality checks (reality checks…)
it’s music, money, power, respect
i write my name on the back of my reality checks (reality checks…)
it’s music, money, power, respect

- unlearn the world

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