(Intro) This is real life x3 (scratched) [Verse 1:Pacewon] The cops are all over Packin' semi-autos and shotguns like soldiers Ha**lin' the public to reach their little quota Of how many people should be locked up or wrote up And brought to a judge Who in his heart never had real love for a free-spirit or scrub And who doesn't care if it's parking tickets or d** He'll lock you in a cell with car thieves and thugs Lock you in a cell with stick-up kids and rapists Crooked CO's in love with bein' racist It seems now, the only way stay safe is Remain indoors, out of sight, remain faceless Tucked in the cut, makin' money off your talent Life can be a struggle, every day's a challenge When your gas prices are high causin' a crisis The more we need, the higher the price rises [Chorus ] This is real life, not what should be, or what you feel like This is real life, a quest for success, you know the deal right? This is real life, although it's been dark my future's still bright This is real life, and everything's a struggle to keep the bills tight [Verse 2:Pacewon] Shoot first and ask question's afta Cops use force even when they don't hafta Faster than you can say "Sean Bell", they blast ya Lock you inside of a chamber and gas ya Uncle Sam wants us, to trust in him while he repos our stuff To go fight for him, strap up and start bustin' And when you can back from the war you get NOTHIN' Uncle Sam wants me, to go join the USMC Then join the USMPs, but all I want's a new fresh M3 To drive around town with the top down, be hot Until they say that I'm wrong and gotta stop And profile me like I'm standin' on the block Bustin' two shots like 2pac at cops [Chorus] This is real life, not what should be, or what you feel like This is real life, a quest for success, you know the deal right? This is real life, although it's been dark my future's still bright This is real life, and everything's a struggle to keep the bills tight [Bridge] Keep 'em tight, my dude, keep 'em tight Keep 'em tight, the bills, we keep 'em tight Keep 'em tight, my dude, keep 'em tight Keep 'em tight, the bills, we keep 'em tight [Verse 3:Pacewon] In the streets there is no peace We got innocent men runnin' from police We got innocent people just wastin' away When they could eat off what Wall Street makes in a DAY We got kids havin' kids, corporate crooks Junk bonds and dummy companies of corporate jerks Wing Tips, business suits, corporate looks And social brackets where the real people all get put And mad d** on the Ave so we all get high You gotta be like Kanye if you wanna get by Or even stick somebody up if you wanna get fly You'll have to put a bullet in me if you wanna get mine though [Outro] This is real life, not what should be or what you feel like This is real life, a quest for success, you know the deal right? This is real life, although it's been dark my future's still bright This is real life, (scratched) real life....