Real Life

Cause this is a real life and it'll only get harder
Long nights and the days get darker
Death it's like a runaway train
So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again
In this real life it will only get harder
Long nights and the days get darker
Death it's like a runaway train
So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

(Yeah)
While we're caught up in this life
With some better ways and better days
Gonna pick myself up
My cuzzy "Ed" is on his way
I should be slippin past these with my T's
My friends who in the bay
(You were saying)
With chicks side-stepping the foreplay
The days a struggle
Her juggled life is in a muddle, shallow as a puddle
Slip and fall the water won't hit the throttle
I dream myself a personality all of reality
Dealing with me is in this fickle with this true fallacy fantasy
Like a galaxy, no gravity
Wheres his majesty from Galilei and Hera blasphemy
Drastically, could be the last of me
I'm so angry inside, I'm in agony
Silently, rapidly sapping from me
Why can't I see the face
And I can see you in this rap race
Still chasing the dream state
Get --- to buy, may use it for myself
Yeah, put it on the shelf

Cause this is a real life and it'll only get harder
Long nights and the days get darker
Death It's like a runaway train
So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again
In this real life it will only get harder
Long nights and the days get darker
Death it's like a runaway train
So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again

It's only me that is liable for my life
I eyeball the bible
I fight with life like a werewolf with cyborg
Money war
This is real life, I can't describe
Take it from downing on those scripts and scribes
Hammered ourselves to life
Who knows where the wind blows
But what I do know is that life is hard and there you go
They say life is a bitch and then you marry one
From London to Westcoast
Let's leave it smoking after the sun shouts to Cali
Your homey bangs your sesh
Shout to all my twenty click
Raise your flag, get the fan no less
Get down to business, step out the hater frame
Y'all going large, while I begin the vapor gangs
I still was stating, there's a struggle in this music hustle
Too much chasing, bust a lead
The big dogs before the muscle
Like "Russel Simmons"
What's he doing with his millions?
Flying high like helium, setting up idioms

Cause this is a real life and it'll only get harder
Long nights and the days get darker
Death it's like a runaway train
So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again
In this real life it will only get harder
Long nights and the days get darker
Death it's like a runaway train
So we just pick ourselves up and then we do it again