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Peace - this is |
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Spike Lee |
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A.k.a. Shelton |
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Jackson Lee |
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A.k.a. loving husband and father of |
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Tonya and |
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Satchel and |
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Jackson I'm here with |
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De La Soul |
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A.k.a. De |
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La, a.k.a. |
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The Plugs |
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We're about to get in this song, "Church" |
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A.k.a. "It's Reality"! [Verse 1] |
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Aiyyo, wake up! |
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Wipe the sleep from ya eyecracks |
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It's time to focus y'all, fix ya |
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I-MAX In other words, listen to the brother's words |
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Ingest these anecdotes with |
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HOPE and ya ass, may learn how to |
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COPE It's not always good just to get by |
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Who's coverin' ya stakes when ya bet high? |
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You're cha-sin', cars, clothes and rocks |
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Identify with the goods you got |
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Make sure it's |
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V-S-One, not and perfect, leavin' you one clear |
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I really don't care to see ya tattoos there |
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I'd rather see you graduate the school year |
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Black folk, go put a book in ya face |
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But first give the hook a taste |
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Bring the preacher in! [Hook] |
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Heal! Heal, y'all! |
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We comin' healin'! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! |
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It's realer than real, realer than real |
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Heal! Heal, y'all! |
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We comin' healin'! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! |
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It's realer than real, realer than real [Verse 2] |
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It's a sick world that we live in, let some tell it |
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Some put it in books, some yell it |
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You need to make your own choice, be your own voice |
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Set ya soap-box up, let your talk fight |
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Pull ya socks up, get ya walk right |
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Or the chalk might outline ya one day |
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You oughta try steppin' outside you one day |
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You circle round yourself like you the answer |
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To the question of your inner son |
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But keep ya falsehoods to a minimum (minimum [echoes]) |
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We all need a little church |
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A life update, keyword - update |
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If they don't serve change, don't bite the bait |
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Instead'a givin' you a share, servin' you a dish |
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I lead you to the water, show you how to fish |
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Ain't nothin' wrong makin' that bread wid'it |
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But don't let the bread get to ya head, geddit? |
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Admit it, when you can't stand alone |
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I wanna stand up, give all the pretend up |
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And get a full blast of my demands of the rhyme runner said the man's come |
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There's something in our words that reveal (reveal [echoes]) |
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Sho 'nough real! [Hook] |
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Heal y'all! |
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We come to heal! |
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So let it heal you!{ |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! (It's real!) |
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It's real! |
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It's realer than real, realer than real |
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Heal y'all! |
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We gonna heal it! |
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So let it heal! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! { |
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It's real!} |
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So real! It's realer than real, for real, for real [Verse 3] |
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The early bird gets the worm in this rotten apple |
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But explore deep and you will the find the seed |
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Plant more ether, get your mind free |
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We roll passsionate, put your lights last in it |
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You're holdin fear too close, unfasten it! |
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And like old age invades youth |
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Invade falseness with truth |
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Replace rebelling with rebirth |
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Face new dwelling, that's your turf |
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Lean back and put your feet up on the sofa |
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Relax! (Relax! [echoes]) learn how to punch back |
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And do your work to the max |
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The payoff's much sweeter than the payback |
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Even the haysack needle wouldn't play that |
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So let's pray at, church (church [echoes]) [Hook] |
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Heal! Heal, y'all! |
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We comin' healin'! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! |
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It's realer than real, realer than real |
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Heal y'all! |
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We comin' healin'! |
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So let it heal! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! { |
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It's real!} |
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It's real! |
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It's realer than real, realer than real [Backing Singers] [Repeat until beat fades] |
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Realityyyyyyy! |
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Realityyyyyyy-eeeeeeeeeee-reeeeaaall! [harmonizing and clapping to fade] [Spoken outro] |
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You know what |
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I mean? Rap outsold crack |
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You know, so rap....or hip-hop culture however you wanna dice it, you know what |
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I'm sayin' it's the most powerful drug there is, man it changed corporate |
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America, it changed the way you feel about me it change the way |
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I, I do my thing now |
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Busta was the one who came out, on the award show and said that hip-hop provides jobs for people who don't even love the shit |
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I mean, come one man, |
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I mean what else is there to say?! |
