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"Real" is track #8 on the album Nobody's Smiling. It was written by Fenton, Sean / Wilson, Ernest / Lynn, Lonnie / Wyreman, Steve / Scott, Oliver / Wilson, Ronald.
"Real" is track #8 on the album Nobody's Smiling. It was written by Fenton, Sean / Wilson, Ernest / Lynn, Lonnie / Wyreman, Steve / Scott, Oliver / Wilson, Ronald.

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You niggas ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These niggas ain't ill
We know the deal
Niggas ain't on
Here today and the next you're gone
Cuz you niggas ain't real
And we know the deal
Yeah we know the deal

Eighty seven strip walker
I'm a shit talker
Fuck all night your dependent what I'm offer
Had a white girl I tossed her
Black girl I lost her
Break bread with the stones I'm the rock of Gibraltar
Salt of the earth for what it's worth yo from birth
I was first with a verse live niggas don't rehearse
Wear the prophets on the shirt
Yeah yeah that's the creed
I can give a fuck if it's real or a weave
I tell you when you look good and keep it right there
I'm as important to the Chi as my nigga Mike Air
Jordan threes on the feet as we breeze down lakeshore
These are the days that we bake more to make more
I been living in the moment lately
It's like the love and the hate seem to motivate me
Lady lady, that body crazy
You been working out of this thing if it's not tell me if it's really real

You niggas ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These niggas ain't ill
We know the deal
Niggas ain't on
Here today and the next you're gone
Cuz you niggas ain't real
And we know the deal
Yeah we know the deal

I'm the sole controller
Opposite of sober
Flow from the south side to south Angola
Mami wanna strip then yeah I'mma poke her
And go all in and stretch it out like yoga
I'm flexin' sexin' oiled up like Texan
Survivor soldier a child is destined
A star is born in a Chicago storm
The name is Common
I'm anything but the norm, uh
Six in the mornin' something warm informing
I'm sweatin' like I'm performing on tour in, uh
Y'all fuckin' with this like porn
Put ya fists up cuz you know I ride on
New planes and plateaus
Made it through the black hole
I rhyme in a timeless capsule
I rap fo', niggas in the barber shops and broads that's hot
I run the town I'm a fuckin juggernaut
This shit is real

You niggas ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These niggas ain't ill
We know the deal
Niggas ain't on
Here today and the next you're gone
Cuz you niggas ain't real
And we know the deal

You niggas ain't real
I think you need to stop pretending
These niggas ain't ill
We know the deal
Niggas ain't on
Here today and the next you're gone
Cuz you niggas ain't real
And we know the deal
Yeah we know the deal

Songwriters
FENTON, SEAN / WILSON, ERNEST / LYNN, LONNIE / WYREMAN, STEVE / SCOTT, OLIVER / WILSON, RONALD

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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING, MINDER MUSIC LTD.

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