Still Real

Still Real

Track by Fat Joe

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作詞:BEST ANTHONY/CARTAGENA JOSEPH ANTHONY/RAEFORD GERALD

作曲:BEST ANTHONY/CARTAGENA JOSEPH ANTHONY/RAEFORD GERALD

It's so depressing, uh..
Be the realest shit I ever
wrote (Money and cars bitches)
Shit Is Real Part 2.. (drugs)
modern day.. (society yaknow?)
See what it's like to walk in
my shoes
It ain't all fun and games (ya
heard?)
Yo yo
I'm sick and tired of stressin,
every days a different lesson
I'm free-fallin tryna leave
this deep depression
My son Joey still slow, my moms
got cancer in her throat
My big brother sniffin dope
Lemme know how many
motherfucker wanna be just like
me
Screamed at and treated like
shit by your wifey
This hot bitch be sweatin the
coke cash
My baby mother think I grow
dough out my ass
It's like, how much fight I got
left in me?
Niggaz won't be happy till they
bring the fuckin death of me
But you never see Joe look weak
or flow off beat
and Charlie sees the board in
four more weeks
[Chorus] 2x
You gotta walk where I walked
Bang where I bang
Slang where I hang
To get where I'm going to
Stay where I stay
Blaze who I blazed
Pay dues how I payed
To get where I'm going to
[Fat Joe]
Uh, yo, the South Bronx, nine
years later
Ain't nuttin changed, niggaz
still playa haters
T.S. the best that's done it,
forever live and never front it
Reminisce of when I used to
hold heat and tell niggaz "run
it"
Now we flooded with jewels,
hundreds of dudes
Crowd the Coliseum to hear they
favorite tunes
Then at the time of our prime
we caught a sick one
The angels came down, took my
twin Big Pun
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