Charlene Nash - Know It's Real lyrics

[Intro: Shope] If this whole thing was meant for show Then where's the real I'll never know for sure For sure Well if that's the deal, I'll never roll Keep it now, I'll let it go It's yours It's yours [Verse 1: Shopé] Mirror, mirror on the wall Who's the realest of them all Hard to tell you very well, concealing all your plenty flaws Secretive like panty draws Speak up if you well informed Last time, wasn't the last time you were involved What that mean was getting premonitions But I ain't superstitious No, I just talk to Jesus And He Said, "you ain't got much to defend Just take my hand I'll show you how to walk across the deep end" [Hook: Charlene Nash] Go on rip out a page Not a mic or a stage Do you see me better? Do you see me better? Take a cut let it bleed Paint a portrait of me Do you see me better? Do you see me better? [Verse 2: John Givez] I think you know me I think you know me like you know yourself Like when it's just you and there's no one else Looking all around for what's been left This livin's no more less than learning I've been yearning now for quite some time Feelin' like I never could be earning what the price of time is That's why my mind lives, in isolation Frequently, when I'm in the crowd of thousands looking for that one to speak to me about what's going on inside I spit my soul on every stage 'cause I ain't hide I put my words down on the page 'cause I ain't tryna die Let him live, let him live When you see a brother know I'm tryna give, tryna give, it's real [Hook] [Verse 3: Shopé] Yeah This that honour roll Keep it honourable In my city or when on the road Exposing dirty draws up in my daily shows Airing out my laundry Wonder, "will they want me" Excuse the imagery, don't aim to please no I just want peace (Family) They waiting on me (Enemies) They preying on me But in this moment it's just you and me I hope you praying for me Sometimes I just want to get that pot of gold But the potter knows this vessel's a mess when my heart is froze So germane to my growth is to be hot as coal And coast across the cosa nostra in this sinful soul Principle remains, it's simple and it's plain We all got dirt, we all are birth in sinful wretched frame, don't pretend I know I got it, got it I know you got it, got it I know they got the juice, but what's the use if they ain't honest So I keep it real With or without the applause (I do) 'Til my Master tells me "well done, come get rewards" [Hook]