Real People lyrics

Artist  : Common 
Song : Real People



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You know how me and 'Ye do

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Real People walk in the streets, the streets is
talkin'

Often it's beef this city never does people walk
and talk in they sleep

Cold sweats and wet dreams on how to get green

Our faith is all in a jeep black souls raw and
they deep

Hypes tryna talk with no teeth, shorties sayin'
ball or retreat

A lesson we all speak at one point or another



Whatchu expect from one who smoke a joint with
his mother?

Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region

Through the pain, wish they knew that God was
just teachin'

We want decent homes, so dreams we say out
loud

Like speaker phones, just to keep 'em on



It's like a colored song that keep keepin' on

I guess knowin' I'm weak is when I'm really bein'
strong

Somehow through the dust, I could see the dawn

Like the Bishop Magic Juan that's why I write
freedom songs

For the real people



I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile
Selassie

Watch me as the cops be tryna pop and lock me

They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi

The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like
paparazzi

We're the children of a better God searchin' for
better jobs

We could cop ghetto cars tryin' not to catch a
charge



They say the dope game is sour

Now they doin' homework that's when they follow
you for hours

Come to your crib and devour all that you work
for

Must be more than paper these niggaz hurt for

Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme
that work for pays

Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the
brave mentality



Heard that it's drama at home

Can a dude break free and still get honored at
home?

I was told by a chief it's the games nature

When you're glowin' some will love and some will
hate ya

It's real people



Black men walking wit white girls on they arms

I be mad at 'em as if I know they mom's

Told to go beyond the surface a person's a
person

When we lessen our women our condition seems to
worsen



The weary cursin' the sky talkin' to
themselves

Givin' they version of why help and hurt in they
eye

I live across from it some of it I do be in

I be showin' niggaz lives like UPN it's real
people



Yeah

For you and yours

Good music forever, yeah

Rock on, we keep on

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh, yeah

The real