Real Song

Love, life, live long this, is the real song
Keep your mind fit, this is the legit
Deep real life shit, this is the move on
With all your shit, this is the real song
When I’m out on the block, don’t get mad at me
I know there’s love and there’s light, but there’s something different
I know a brother gifted used to start with true upliftment
But if I don’t get this shipment
I’m experimenting with these itchy trigger finger digits
I’m getting fidgety 'round these midgets and mini-mes
Are they snitches or enemies with these witches and energy
In conducive to it I believe
Only love could understand why we still let 'em breathe
I’m achieving the pedigree
I’m a tree that grows evergreen
It’s just me and my melodies living free with the felony
I am seed from the fellowship, better veterans with them letterman
Jackets of racketeering, we practice integrity
My decree is forever be what is, born in forever be
Though my foremen anatomy, California with family
Universal being with enormous capacity
Out on a normal tenacity to feed off a master beat
Eat like i’m classy when I really came from ashy knees
In the game of squeeze with Butch Cassidy
Sun dance, film festival freeze frame
Style hey kid, walk straight
Capture the sky, where disaster may lie
With the truth in my eyes who’s these dudes
Tryna choose who’s getting by
The spruce goose wouldn’t fly
They couldn’t cruise if they try, power loose with the drive
Wasn’t one to vouch with the deuce deuce on the side
He cried, and he never knew I knew to the rider
His last laugh, giving up his sect, as he died
With respect, everybody with an exit to drive
No one left, it was back to the essence, goodbye
Are we blessed? Do we not have some success in this life?
Or do we not have many lessons, many questions alive
Up to you to decide, then you do what is right
There’s a greater one within you and the proof is your pride