Lyrics:
Yeah
Baby, baby
Baby, baby, baby
I love holding you at night
But it’s something ‘bout
When you leave in mornings
And be gone all day
Like say my name
the first time we've had this problem.
GALAHAD: It's not the real Grail?
DINGO: Oh, wicked, bad, naughty, evil Zoot! Oh, she is a naughty
person, and she
It's a real ting aye, IMB Gang, yea
I say move to the side yea dressed in all black like a ninja we gone slide yea
And my n****s they a hunnid they
for me to believe it
Whenever I speak it, I'll make it appear
You know what it is
I'm making it real
Real-real, real-real
Real-real, real-real
Quick as you squeal, I`ll appeal
It`s kill or be killed,
In this world of free steel
Every crew`s a game,
Wearin` blues is strange
From how you move
baby in a basket, seven pounds is all I weighed
And before I learned to walk well I'd mastered Donkey Kong
Q'bert, Final Fight, Master Blaster and Pong
ain't died yet
Lost alotta loved ones on this journey
World fulla hate, if it ain't love it don't concern me
Lotta deez niggas is characters, Bert
right here for the real street niggas
You a real street nigga
Linking up with ya talkin' chicken talk with a nigga
If you a street nigga you can make it
(leave her alone, yeah, yeah)
This shit can get hard sometimes, I can't keep making the same mistakes
Real love is hard to find, so keeping my grass low
, don't hold it, lovin' that potent
I'm drinkin' and smokin', it still got me goin'
These bad hoes is gruntin', their booties is pokin'
Out them little
really, real
I'm real, I'm real ('cause before you know it, everything's gone)
The reason why I know you very well
'Cause we have the same eyes can't
Before I hit the heavens, yo
I'm keepin it real
I got to get it while I'm on Earth, re-birth
My ancestors were here first, dispersed
By what you
near it
More like holy water swear these flows must got some holy spirits
You can't take the swag exactly
But I've seen you mirror it
Bert and Ernie
and 9, every story got two sides, bro
I'm just glad that when he studies mine
He still wants me by his side, that's
Real love, real love, real love
(It
you know I'm cold
Is it real or is fake
God already sealed my fate
But at times I make mistakes
That's why I'm covered by his grace
No I will not take
done it, this place, he runs it
And I'm guilty, Alcatraz till four hundred
Judge ye not the unjudged is where he slipped
The real guilty is filthy, he
game's plot is pretty simple. It goes like this...
[music]
[Cloud:]
I was a mercenary working for the AVALANCHE gang
Awesome eco-terrorists who you'd
and bless the gift, that's all I set it with
Vex:
Walking down blank corridors
Weapons stored in the arsenal of the memory bank
My tongue is
exemplary
Then came this person, with chaos in her wake
And now my life's ambitions go with one fell blow
It's quite a bitter pill to take
Bert
is run by aliens!
If you don't believe me just ask your tele-vheezy!
Watch them how they pump and squeezy!
Because it's so greasy when eating peoples'
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
Picky, picky, picky!
Oh no!
I never promised you a road
Oh, we're gonna find him alright, Bert
Yeah
Hey, you remember what color he is?
What?
He's
side?
And is it really, really, really real?
Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh
If I come over is it chill?
Whoa-oh, Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Baby tell me if it's real
picture bits and pieces
Of bone chip and flesh, it tears me to pieces
Cooperate, escape is useless
Trust me, I'm your friend, I will talk you through
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