Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Welcome to Real Life

Out in them streets
They call it murder

Welcome to real life

Music has your young mind twisted
Thinking that if you walk with a gang you get respected
But little do you know
That the road that you travel is not smooth
And that when you fall
You will not have your backup

Welcome to real life

Whoever told you that walking with a gun
Makes you a man
Doesn't know how to fight with two hands
And most times what you shoot for
Is not worth the trouble
But you want to show the world that you're raw

Welcome to real life

You think because these musicians get shot
That since they lived that you won't get got
But these streets are real hot
And if you think that you handle heat well
Step outside
You'll be dead or in a cell

Welcome to real life

It's real sad
That you think you're that bad
And that your number just will not be had
But since you're so glad
Real quick they can make you real mad
Give you some boots and send you off to Baghdad

Welcome to real life

You don't wanna go hard all the time
You don't wanna get called on the line
You don't wanna run blind
You not stopping them shots when they ring
You don't want your mom to cry
When she sings

Welcome to real life
Out in them streets
They call it murder

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