17 lyrics for "It's time to get real"

I see dead bodies when I close my eyes, dog Nah, for real, nigga Nah, for real, bitch I don't wanna go to sleep, I'm way too high, dog I can't get no sleep, I swear I'm way too high, dog Peel a hotbox when it's time to ride, dog If you froze up last
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'Cause it's not too late Sometimes a man, he gets carried away, When he feels like he should be having his fun And he's much too blind to see the damage he's done Cause sometimes a man must awake to find that really he has no one So I'll wait for you and
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If you want to get to know her Really get inside her mind If you want to move in closer Take it slow, yeah take your time If you start from the heart You'll see love is gonna play it's part If you want to touch her Really want to touch her If you want to
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Just thinking about all our good times together And I wish it could last forever and ever And we roll back home This is our last song I'm bout to spring breakdown And just thinking bout how It's been a real good run Playing out here in the sun, year
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Let's get crazy! Let's get crazy Get up and dance Take a swing Do your thing It's worth taking a chance Don't miss out, time to shout Always keeping it real Our songs, our style
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It's all about us And that's real But I promise, if we stick together we gon' make it through anything We're too special for the world Dodging bullets, we're in trouble in times And mama always taught me as a boy To help ya brother if he's fallin' at
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I'll walk you up, what time's the bus come? They woke up together Not quite realizing how Awkwardly stretching and yawning It's always hard in the morning And I suppose that's the price you pay Well, oh, it isn't what it was She's thinking he looks
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Have a word for your brother Have some time for one another Really love one another It's so hard to find (Wherever, wherever, wherever you are) I come to getcha and I know where you are I got the business to make a mind That's right baby I see wherever,
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And I know it's no fun when your first son Gets up to no good, starts freaking out the neighborhood Sorry, mama, there are times I get carried away Please, don't worry, next time I'm home, I'll still be the same Really, I'm fine, never been better, got
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