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It's Real Life
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streets and the slums
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Rap, Hip Hop
For more of my tracks, some of em kinda old http://www.soundclick.com/outofterm Anyone want to collabe email me at arodsmusic@productsnmore.com or hit me up on AIM: Mrkneegro
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Peak in subgenre #16,238
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NoGimiks
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The Foundation Unit on the beat
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July 11, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 3:53
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Lyrics
"real life" 1st verse: was chattin with this bum who begged me for a dollar/ i asked hime what he wanted it for, to get some vodka/ he said dont try to judge me, u could never know my problems/ so i gave it to him, and watched him walk off smilin/ but then i started thinking, what if a drink was what he needed/ what if that was his only way to deal with his grieving/ this was guy who made blankets out of mud/ so i started thinking before i started to judge/ this was a man i could never undstand/ this dude actually ate food out the trashcan/ since the world had forgotten him/ so the streets, were his chance/ could this be... the only way to cope with his pain/ i guess its better than puttin dope in his vains/ he can't even cry he's tired of hopin for change/ and while we take things for granted and go through life, just playing/ survival for this man was his only game/ and it was here when i could feel his pain/ and started thinking to myself, man i gotta change/ and not just for me, but 4 evryone this life it aint the same/ pain is pain, and hurt is hurt/ and whats the same wont change, unless we work/ pain is pain, and hurt is hurt/ and whats the same wont change, unless we work/ real life is real for all those in it/ and if we dont have mercy, then earths chasing its ending/ pain is pain, and hurt is hurt/ and whats the same wont change, unless we work/ 2nd Verse: the second verse is dedicated to a lady who'd thought she'd made it/ was mad paid so she thought she had it made/ but just like that she contracted aids/ was pregnant with a son who's fate was already faded/ and even before his birth his pain had already came/ would go through his life stumblin' through his trouble/ until one day i see him fumble to struggle, into rubble/ thinking to himself, its hard when no one love you/ like whos gonna want another man with aids/ not giving him a chance, thinking its the same ole same/ stained with steriotypes, he to lost faith in hoping for change/ broken in his soul, searching for a friend/ over exposed, now he's hopin' for his end/ and if you're welcoming death man somethings gotta give/ just hold on, you gotta live.../ pain is pain, and hurt is hurt/ and whats the same wont change, unless we work/ pain is pain, and hurt is hurt/ and whats the same wont change, unless we work/ real life is real for all those in it/ and if we dont have mercy, then earths chasing its ending/ pain is pain, and hurt is hurt/ and whats the same wont change, unless we work/ TALKING my pain is mine and yours is yours/ and i cant understand why we can't afford/ to lend a helpin hand to our fellow man/ cuz real life is real whether you're rich or poor/ whether you have it all, or somewhere in a ditch snoring/ so im diggin deep, in my soul im exploring/ and im a do it by myself if the reast of the world ignores me/
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