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  • 作词 : Kanye West/Lonnie Lynn/Caesar Frazier
    作曲 : Kanye West/Lonnie Lynn/Caesar Frazier
    Yeah, yeah, you know how me and 'Ye do
    Huh, 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
    What you expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother
    Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region
    Through the pain wish they know that God was just teachin'
    We want decent homes
    So dreams we say out loud like speakerphones 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 and pop and lock me
    They cocky, 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 niggas 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 honoured 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 moms
    Told to go beyond the surface, a person's a person
    When we lessen our women our conditions seem to worsen
    The weary cursin' the sky, talkin' to themselves
    Givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye
    I live across from it, some of it I do be in
    I be showin' niggas lives like UPN, it's real people

    Yeah
    For you and yours
    G.O.O.D. Music
    Forever
    Yeah
    Rock on
    We keep on
    Uh
    Yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    Uh, yeah
    The real
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Kanye West/Lonnie Lynn/Caesar Frazier
    [00:01.000] 作曲 : Kanye West/Lonnie Lynn/Caesar Frazier
    [00:03.649]Yeah, yeah, you know how me and 'Ye do
    [00:09.564]Huh, yeah
    [00:10.018]
    [00:10.618]Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'
    [00:13.492]Often it's beef this city never does
    [00:15.850]People walk and talk in they sleep
    [00:17.505]Cold sweats and wet dreams
    [00:18.956]On how to get green our faith is all in a jeep
    [00:21.284]Black souls raw and they deep
    [00:23.334]Hypes tryna talk with no teeth
    [00:24.686]Shorties sayin' ball or retreat
    [00:26.451]A lesson we all speak at one point or another
    [00:29.014]What you expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother
    [00:31.675]Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region
    [00:34.145]Through the pain wish they know that God was just teachin'
    [00:36.813]We want decent homes
    [00:38.153]So dreams we say out loud like speakerphones just to keep em on
    [00:42.155]It's like a colored song that keep keepin' on
    [00:44.771]I guess knowin' I'm weak is when I'm really bein' strong
    [00:47.398]Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn
    [00:50.077]Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs
    [00:52.578]For the real people
    [01:02.018]
    [01:02.617]I wonder if the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie
    [01:05.765]Watch me as the cops be tryna and pop and lock me
    [01:08.406]They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi
    [01:10.778]The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi
    [01:13.529]We're the children of a better God searchin' for better jobs
    [01:16.153]We could cop ghetto cars tryin' not to catch a charge
    [01:19.249]They say the dope game is sour
    [01:21.046]Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours
    [01:23.876]Come to your crib and devour all that you work for
    [01:26.625]Must be more than paper these niggas hurt for
    [01:29.194]Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays
    [01:32.097]Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality
    [01:35.378]Heard that it's drama at home
    [01:37.045]Can a dude break free and still get honoured at home?
    [01:39.633]I was told by a chief it's the games nature
    [01:42.151]When you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya
    [01:44.697]It's real people
    [01:55.018]
    [01:55.442]Black men walking wit white girls on they arms
    [01:58.053]I be mad at 'em as if I know they moms
    [02:00.501]Told to go beyond the surface, a person's a person
    [02:03.225]When we lessen our women our conditions seem to worsen
    [02:06.093]The weary cursin' the sky, talkin' to themselves
    [02:08.255]Givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye
    [02:10.898]I live across from it, some of it I do be in
    [02:13.514]I be showin' niggas lives like UPN, it's real people
    [02:19.818]
    [02:20.203]Yeah
    [02:22.003]For you and yours
    [02:25.664]G.O.O.D. Music
    [02:27.338]Forever
    [02:29.347]Yeah
    [02:32.050]Rock on
    [02:34.426]We keep on
    [02:37.385]Uh
    [02:39.203]Yeah
    [02:40.962]Yeah, yeah
    [02:43.085]Uh, yeah
    [02:47.916]The real