Can I Be Real

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I just want y'all to feel me
Sometimes I be hydrated
On this energy drink
I'm the one to share it
If you don't feel it it ain't real

Can I be real, the thirst is never ending
The souls need mending, replenishing the split ends
Open the reservoir and let my thoughts just sit in
Like a good weave all these bitches wanna blend in
Know my shell never open I got clientele waiting for this next installment
So if you keep on stalling baby you gonna miss your calling
And Imma get down for my city
Cause Carol City raised me
(?)
My roots was in the ghetto
Multiplied by square hoes
We live in the equation where they say they only solution is to go back to school
Tell me who is you fooling
Tell me who is you fooling
I'd rather sell dope than false hopes to the children
We all in hell's kitchen, top shelf got the percentage
While Satan got a grip
So tight around the building that it turned into a trap
But we gotta find our way back home
But its that real crack music
Influenced by the movement
I wanna rest my wrist and a rollie
So I gotta bake it, flip it and move it
Bake it, flip it, and move it
Bake it, flip it, and move it
Scratch out the middle man divide between the homies
But I never dilute it, no I never dilute it
True lies is what them fake niggas been selling
Biting off my lines so I laced it with loosy
Laced it with loosy
I'm too vivid causing illusion I'm the truth
And the truth don't change
But can I be real I don't feel the same
It seems (?)
Always better than what's in it
And the end of life will open you up to new beginnings
I was afraid to die 'til I shed off all this dead skin
Snakes around my head but Medusa's not the feeling
Not a slain victim
I'm coming for my hand, I'm coming
And she's still not stopping, that head got me hostage
But that's a different story see I'm going off topic
The Bible's allegory
So Paul the Apostle
Was really (?) the prophet
But that don't stop the culprits
From crowding the pulpits
And telling you you owe it all to God
If I write a check to heaven its gonna bounce back to the reverend
Ha
And can I be real
I know I'm not meant to be battling on the field
Took a look in the mirror seen my real opponent
You and I T.I., that is I, I, and I
Is who I'm becoming
You see this grown ass woman don't need no help
From a nigga that's just trying to own it
And I don't need no woman that be living for the profit
Trying to make a mill but you weak
The road that I walk is not for the weak
Girl I play for the keeps
Tell your nigga keep the Jeep
Cause I got the keys and I ain't giving them back
So you can roll with me
Or take that stroll
Down the block where you ain't supposed to be
Following the flock you got something unique
That's what mama told me
So Imma just do me
(?)
Lately I been avoiding intimacy
If Casey was here I would tell her why
I won't let her in yeah
See I been hurt time and time again
And don't think I can fall in love again
Girl I'd rather be a friend than to see you leave
Drown in my wave, forgive me if I get too deep
But I can't be sure these days
These days yeah
For sure if we're willing
Then Jah will make a way
'til then I'll light candles
Just pray, pray, and pray
Meditate then elevate
Cause everything is everything
So we not worried 'bout a thing
Worried 'bout a thing worried 'bout a thing

Can I be real, can I be real
(?)
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You are not a product of your environment
The things that you are
And the things that you do are completely different
Who you are is who you choose to become
Take a sip
Sit back
And restore yourself