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chad michael – real (113 bars) lyrics

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-wind howling-

yeah

[verse]

it’s winnin’ time
(winnin’ time)
f-ck the patience
i been in line
six seconds in and i k!lled this sh-t
i’m spittin’ vines
(spittin’ vines)
i’m spinnin’ grapes of wrath
i’m sippin’ bitter wines
this vintage made to last
spillin’ into the grand design
(spillin’ into the grand design)
i, know what happens when you take her for granted
knew i was gone in a week
as she took off her panties
(as she took of her panties)
never gave her a chance
just too young and too damaged
(too young and too damaged)
comin’ of age in the united states of abandon-
meant to let her go sooner
kept f-ckin’ through the computer
know she wanted more
i’m sorry i did it to her
tried to be be honest to her
i never meant to confuse her
and i know that when she hear this
she’ll know that i’m talkin’ to her, uh
(talkin’ to her, uh)
faded on that computer love
(computer love)
even though
we were never just the two of us
i remember her goin’ ghost on me
(ghost on me)
yeah
right after i sent her ‘weekend love’
yeah
right after it started rainin’
(right after it started rainin’)
tried to see it clear but my vision already jaded
silence on the line
couldn’t think of a better statement
if i tried a little harder
then maybe she wouldn’t hate me, but
(she wouldn’t hate me, but)
my life is chances i ain’t have to take
(i ain’t have to take)
so, these the decisions i didn’t have to make
so many voices
how the f-ck to know which path to take
so many demons
so easy to choose to live with hate
(choose to live with hate)
hey, hey
i still want more than that
they say a ‘penny for your thoughts’
i want my quarter back
(want my quarter back)
they say ‘i’m sorry that you’re lost
but you can’t know the map’
everyone is payin’ for they lives
we just don’t know the tax
(we just don’t know the tax)
and why the f-ck ain’t no one signin’ kap
why the f-ck should he worship a flag
while the people he’s kneelin’ for gettin’ shot in the back
by the same mu’f-ckas wearin’ that flag and a badge
(flag and a badge)
huh?
f-ck you and your political
that’s common sense
(that’s common sense)
stepped right out the brainwash into a karmic rinse
(into a karmic rinse)
watched the ferguson live-stream
suddenly i’m incensed
(suddenly i’m incensed)
felt this pain in my soul
it hasn’t left me since
(hasn’t left me since)
since mike brown, freddie gray, and eric garner
12-year-old tamir, trayvon martin
and all they mamas
philando and terence crutcher
all their brothers, sisters, fathers
everyone in the line of fire
past and present
sons and daughters
(sons and daughters)
feels like all i can say is now i see the problem
and i got love for all of y’all
and i wish i could solve it
(wish i could solve it)
grew up deaf to it
distracted by the bounce of the spalding
black or white or brown or yellow
we all wanted to ball, man
(we all wanted to ball, man)
basketball filled my life with color
i didn’t think nothin’ of it
’til i started to uncover
that this race sh-t is undercover
the suffering of my brothers
my family, brought me closer to the struggle
and i owe ’em my life
(the struggle and i owe ’em my life)
and forever i got you if you need me
i know we haven’t talked
i think about it believe me
(think about it believe me)
chronically selfish with my time
’cause these moments are fleeting
learned to be comfortable by myself
so n0body could leave me
(so n0body could leave me)
yeah
its never been this real
my destiny on earth is to help y’all get through h-ll
and if everyone buy the bullsh-t then a wise man sell
as he try to detail
just how f-ckin’ high he fell
(how f-ckin’ high he fell)
but never forget how high i aimed
if we were too far gone
just know i wish i stayed
the t-tanic is f-ckin’ sinkin’
but the four-piece plays
’til the music is all i hear
through this haze i made

-wind howling-



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