Really Real Out Here
Mama, pray for me please, I'm going outside
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing I own
Mama, stay for me please until I'm grown
I can't face the troubles of this world alone
A world up where they only wanna make you known
Such a heavy cross to bear
It's really real out there
Yo, yo I could still hear my mother's voice
Telling me what to do if I don't have another choice
To never give the devil a reason he should rejoice
You better than the ignorant, he been so killed the noise
I've been down on my luck 'til I was real thin
I slid way out of touch into a tailspin
But I could tell you this much
Your reflexes come through in a clutch
As long as you don't ever fail them
Ayo, my moms used to make beds and vacuums
And pick up towels in dirty hotel bathrooms
I used to hear my stomach rumbling in the classroom
I used to wish I could run up and pull a fast move
Remember listening to Marley sing the belly full
When you shivering where you stand, they can tell you're cold
Sometimes you might have to crease but just never fold
And if you sing for your supper, never sell your soul
It's really real out there
Mama, pray for me please, I'm going outside
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing I own
Mama, stay for me please until I'm grown
I can't face the troubles of this world alone
A world where they making on
Such a heavy cross to bear
It's really real out there
Mama, you wasn't privy to the shit we did
The drama of a gritty inner-city kid
The karma of the half moons and pyramids
Gang life at the crib is inherited
'Cause when the shots'll lick off, you knew I could get picked off
For you to lose your only son would truly be a big loss
You kept me in the sports and my thoughts on higher learning
On reverend write sermons, a black Christ returning
Desires burning
I was yearning for them thick girls
You dropped Jims and quick pearls
Said Rash that's a big world
For you to dance in, sing in, dream in it
Any room get into, just be a king in it"
Back then it seemed vintage, I kept a team image
Its rule to this game, me and my team scrimmage
Now I see Bennet and the hood in a different way
My life's a gift I won't give away
Mama, pray for me please, I'm going outside
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing I own
Mama, stay for me please until I'm grown
I can't face the troubles of this world alone
A world where they making on
Such a heavy cross to bear
It's really real out there
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing I own
Mama, stay for me please until I'm grown
I can't face the troubles of this world alone
A world up where they only wanna make you known
Such a heavy cross to bear
It's really real out there
Yo, yo I could still hear my mother's voice
Telling me what to do if I don't have another choice
To never give the devil a reason he should rejoice
You better than the ignorant, he been so killed the noise
I've been down on my luck 'til I was real thin
I slid way out of touch into a tailspin
But I could tell you this much
Your reflexes come through in a clutch
As long as you don't ever fail them
Ayo, my moms used to make beds and vacuums
And pick up towels in dirty hotel bathrooms
I used to hear my stomach rumbling in the classroom
I used to wish I could run up and pull a fast move
Remember listening to Marley sing the belly full
When you shivering where you stand, they can tell you're cold
Sometimes you might have to crease but just never fold
And if you sing for your supper, never sell your soul
It's really real out there
Mama, pray for me please, I'm going outside
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing I own
Mama, stay for me please until I'm grown
I can't face the troubles of this world alone
A world where they making on
Such a heavy cross to bear
It's really real out there
Mama, you wasn't privy to the shit we did
The drama of a gritty inner-city kid
The karma of the half moons and pyramids
Gang life at the crib is inherited
'Cause when the shots'll lick off, you knew I could get picked off
For you to lose your only son would truly be a big loss
You kept me in the sports and my thoughts on higher learning
On reverend write sermons, a black Christ returning
Desires burning
I was yearning for them thick girls
You dropped Jims and quick pearls
Said Rash that's a big world
For you to dance in, sing in, dream in it
Any room get into, just be a king in it"
Back then it seemed vintage, I kept a team image
Its rule to this game, me and my team scrimmage
Now I see Bennet and the hood in a different way
My life's a gift I won't give away
Mama, pray for me please, I'm going outside
I'll be on the corner where my father died
I just hope my honor isn't compromised
It's the only thing I own
Mama, stay for me please until I'm grown
I can't face the troubles of this world alone
A world where they making on
Such a heavy cross to bear
It's really real out there
Credits
Writer(s): Lonnie Rashid Lynn, Salaam Remi, Tarik Trotter
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Other Album Tracks
- Black On Purpose Intro
- No Peace
- No Peace (feat. Busta Rhymes, Mumu Fresh, Black Thought & Doug E. Fresh)
- Say It Loud (Everybody Black Re-Flip)
- Comin' Outta the Rain
- Black Love
- Home Vacation (FamilyOverEverything)
- Home Vacation (FamilyOverEverything) [feat. Mack Wilds]
- Really Real Out Here (feat. Black Thought & Common)
- Really Real Out Here
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