Real As Can Be
So I'm finally gettin' home from off tour
Been gone since I can' t even remember when
I start wakin' up in my bed not knowin' where I'm at man
The bad part is I look over at my wife
And like I don't know who this person is in my bed (Tell me is it real?)
I'm buggin' out
If I wake up in a hotel room
Or on the bunk of a bus
Middle of nowhere, shit I'm completely fine
But let me wake up in my crib
I get to flippin' my wig
Anywhere as long it isn't mine
I've been on the road seven
Out the past eight months
You wanna live you gotta give
Your lovin' fans what they want
So if they want the truth
You gotta tell 'em it's here
Ask Randy Hawkins man
I had a helluva year
My first headlining tour
My album in stores
And I finally got to see
What all that grindin' been for
To get down for the cause
And catch a round of applause
And to see the shit I spit
Get printed out in the source
My heroes brung me on tour
I said allahu akbar
Thank you God
I don't know what else
I could bother you for
Got me out in California
At this Wal-Mart store
With the lord rockin'
We chillin' shoppin' for drawers
I blew my little video budget
I figured fuck it
You only live once
You better entertain your public
I did freeze my nuts
In D.C. on a handy cam
On the white house lawn
Rappin' Uncle Sam Goddamn
Shook hands with Busy Bee
I said his line from Wild Style
The Bee part B and he smiled
So I'm out in the bay
With Fred Hampton Junior
Somebody made away
With my goddamn computer
I caught a flight home
On my 30th birthday
A gift courtesy
Of my main man MURS see
I needed to see my wife
And Faheem in the worst way
Ended up havin' both
A blessed an a cursed day
As I walked on stage
To give 'em these raps
My DJ's wife was on
That bridge that collapsed
She ended up breakin' her back
And gettin' roughed up
But she already walkin'
You bad mother fucker
It's real as can be
I keep my people with me
And that's B.K., Drinkula
And King So Key
Rhymesayers entertainment
And what more can I say?
Except I gotta brand new
Baby daughter on the way
(Tell me is it real?)
Been gone since I can' t even remember when
I start wakin' up in my bed not knowin' where I'm at man
The bad part is I look over at my wife
And like I don't know who this person is in my bed (Tell me is it real?)
I'm buggin' out
If I wake up in a hotel room
Or on the bunk of a bus
Middle of nowhere, shit I'm completely fine
But let me wake up in my crib
I get to flippin' my wig
Anywhere as long it isn't mine
I've been on the road seven
Out the past eight months
You wanna live you gotta give
Your lovin' fans what they want
So if they want the truth
You gotta tell 'em it's here
Ask Randy Hawkins man
I had a helluva year
My first headlining tour
My album in stores
And I finally got to see
What all that grindin' been for
To get down for the cause
And catch a round of applause
And to see the shit I spit
Get printed out in the source
My heroes brung me on tour
I said allahu akbar
Thank you God
I don't know what else
I could bother you for
Got me out in California
At this Wal-Mart store
With the lord rockin'
We chillin' shoppin' for drawers
I blew my little video budget
I figured fuck it
You only live once
You better entertain your public
I did freeze my nuts
In D.C. on a handy cam
On the white house lawn
Rappin' Uncle Sam Goddamn
Shook hands with Busy Bee
I said his line from Wild Style
The Bee part B and he smiled
So I'm out in the bay
With Fred Hampton Junior
Somebody made away
With my goddamn computer
I caught a flight home
On my 30th birthday
A gift courtesy
Of my main man MURS see
I needed to see my wife
And Faheem in the worst way
Ended up havin' both
A blessed an a cursed day
As I walked on stage
To give 'em these raps
My DJ's wife was on
That bridge that collapsed
She ended up breakin' her back
And gettin' roughed up
But she already walkin'
You bad mother fucker
It's real as can be
I keep my people with me
And that's B.K., Drinkula
And King So Key
Rhymesayers entertainment
And what more can I say?
Except I gotta brand new
Baby daughter on the way
(Tell me is it real?)
Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Jerome Davis, Ali Douglas Newman
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