Common - Real People Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah
You know how me and `Ye do
Yeah
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 c**ky, 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 ni**az 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` ni**az 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
You know how me and `Ye do
Yeah
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 c**ky, 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 ni**az 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` ni**az 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