Spit Syndicate - Real lyrics

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Spit Syndicate - Real lyrics

[Hook: Just Enuf & Nick Lupi] Way too real, hey, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya Real, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya [Verse 1: Nick Lupi] Nick Lupi get ‘em all, it's your duty, get involved Turn my voice up a little more, and the noise in my head to a dull roar I ain't got a lot but I give it all, aim for the top; it's a bigger fall Ever since the midwife snipped the cord and said it's a boy, I deliver that real Long as they're out of sight, we get back to getting our bread Clear as the water we're surrounded by, enough sand we could bury our head The letter I read, it said if they send me to Man*s, then I'm better off dead That's exactly what I said to myself the very same day that I fled No more will I sit idle, f** your idols, f** your dance floor Your bullsh** singles scam more, but no-one knows what you stand for I'll sculpt this until my hands sore and my fingers slipped into the bandsaw I could do this sh** with my eyes closed, but I opened mine, I demand more Of that [Hook: Just Enuf & Nick Lupi] Real, hey, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya [Verse 2: Just Enuf] Ay, best to do it, this time I'mma turn heads to do it Second thoughts, we ain't gotta mention it at all, got the whole Inner West to do it Best if you and your lame team head mainstream [?] Never heard this on the radio, get real when we say go Let's do it, James Dean I live fast, my sins is up and I'm down with it Dad didn't get no hang time so [?] though what if I [?] did it [?] up, family f**ed up as we all stand by at the clinic One month after I made the same story [?] wouldn't wanna get too Real, surreal That's why I do whatever the f** I want whenever the f** I feel Still drums, I'm still numb from the dollars I get out her purse Thinkin' 'bout if that was my son's mouth that was comin' out of Damn [?] gotta hurt [Hook: Just Enuf & Nick Lupi] Way too real, hey, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya Real, hey, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya Real, hey, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya Real, hey, too real for ya Well I feel for ya, sh** I feel for ya Real, too real for ya Too real for ya still, I rob and I steal for ya