Wordsworth - Soo Real lyrics

[Intro:] So I think it's about that time we get into some real sh**, ya know? (yeah) [Verse 1:] Still searching- for the right words This is life music- all the struggle and pain Ray of light music, you can see through the rain, call it hope music n***as prayin for change, this is dope music You can feel in your veins This is my life, all the ins and the outs, these are my feelings And i'm spilling them out, this is 25 with life at the end This is peace kid- know i'll see you again These are cold nights, only heat was the stove These are mean streets, where the weak exposed This is dear god, can you show me a sign? This is please dad Please stop snorting those lines. This was my life, through Defeats and the drought, these are my feelings i'm just leaking ‘em out this is dry ink but the wounds are fresh These are lost tears for 20 years I kept, this is my life, how The bricks were laid, this the foundation where my heart remains This is dear god, I have nothing to say, this is please mom put the Liquor away. This is me alone, soul searchin for peace, this is Life music more than hooks and a beat, this a young man letting Go of the past, reachin for the future that i'm hoping to grasp This is Rasheed Al Almeen Chappell, and how I found heaven From the depths of hell, this is my life and it made me strong and In my own words how it made this song [Chorus:] It's become so easy because you're so real [x4] Nothin but some real sh**, what y'all expected? What-what-what-what y'all expected? [x2] [Verse 2:] This is a dream manifested, seen as a reference to teens Adolescents, means to express it, jeans and a necklace is seen As impressive. Livin out our dreams you can squeeze as directed This is moms rent money that bailed you out, my commentary is Commissary she mailed you out, this is flowers for the graves for Loved ones lost who spent the hours and the days to keep us out the cage This is for the soldiers returning home from war For soldiers not returning home for sure These are thoughts of the youth asking the price of the cost of some Boots not the cost of a suit instead of ironing a tux, iron being tucked Standing grindin till it's dusk till a dime become a buck Caught buying in a bust, in a line up being cuffed, go from a Diamonds in a rough to end up shinin being buffed this is Crack in the Val inhaled by a pregnant mama attached To a child ain't relapse in a while, chest full of smoke Lungs collapse from the clouds, no cash, how you ask her to smile? This is humility and happiness ability, adapting with silliness and Tragicness to really be immaculate gotta take the negative and Positive and master it, the lightning in the body you can capture It, this is triumph and failure the way that they mesh this is the first Day of birth the last day of d**h, this is so real that it hurts to say For you it's so real that it hurts to play [Chorus]