What's Real - Sir Mix A Lot (lyrics)

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  • Опубліковано 29 жов 2024
  • • What's Real - Sir Mix ...
    Lyrics
    [Verse 1 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
    1977 was a no cocaine in my hood-ject
    The brothers was stuck on Chuck without a mind set
    I got tired of watchin "Good Times"
    feelin like J.J., I'm standin in the food bank line
    My momma was ridin on the bus tryna get to work
    Early in the morn', it's cold and her knees hurt
    She got a .38 sittin in her purse
    Cause my moms was the King County Jail nurse
    So how in the hell could you tell Mix
    That I never lived this, when you was just a snotty nose age six
    Young buck, just graduate
    And your lyin when you say your street educated
    Cause I'ma veteran boy and you's a new booty
    So stop frontin to your friends like you knew me
    Cause you don't and you never did, kid
    So FUCK your respect and the shit you claim ya did
    To all ya real, when ya claimin ya gang bang
    Doin everythin to gain fame and get yourself a name
    But I done seen my homies gettin smoked over dice games
    When you was still at home doin nice things
    Back in the days of turtle wax on Cadillacs
    Life to a brother was hoes and macks
    I had to come up some way
    Pimp daddies and ex-Black Panthers used to school me
    Why moms was puttin in eight to twelve
    I was in the hood gettin schooled on makin mail
    I can't let my moms die a poor black sister
    Gotta make her richer
    So tell me what's real, partner
    [Break - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
    (Da-da-da-down for mine)
    (You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
    So what's real fool?
    (Da-da-da-down for mine)
    (You gon' buy me a motherfuckin car?)
    [Verse 2 - Sir Mix-A-Lot]
    Back when MLK Way was Empire Way
    I was stuck on broke, but I used to hear pimps say
    Better get what you can get before you get got
    Come up and snatch yours and buy yourself a nice

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