[Intro]   Yeah, yeah, you know how me and 'Ye do      [Verse 1]   Real People walk in the streets, the streets is talkin'   Often it's beef this city never does   People walk and talk in they sleep   Cold sweats and wet dreams   On how to get green our faith is all in a jeep   Black souls raw and they deep   Hypes tryna talk with no teeth   Shorties sayin' ball or retreat   A lesson we all speak at one point or another   Whatchu expect from one who smoke a joint with his mother   Anointed hustlers in a fatherless region   Through the pain wish they know that God was just teachin'   We want decent homes   So dreams we say out loud like speakerphones just to keep em on   It's like a colored song that keep keepin' on   I guess knowin' I'm weak is when I'm really bein' strong   Somehow through the dust I could see the dawn   Like the Bishop Magic Juan, that's why I write freedom songs   For the real people      [Verse 2]   I wonder is the spirits of Bob Marley and Haile Selassie   Watch me as the cops be tryna and pop and lock me   They cocky, plus they mentality is Nazi   The way they treat blacks I wanna snap like paparazzi   We're the children of a better God searchin' for better jobs   We could cop ghetto cars tryin' not to catch a charge   They say the dope game is sour   Now they doin' homework that's when they follow you for hours   Come to your crib and devour all that you work for   Must be more than paper these niggaz hurt for   Through the purple haze I circle days I rhyme that work for pays   Tryna reverse the slave's mind and insert the brave mentality   Heard that it's drama at home   Can a dude break free and still get honored at home   I was told by a chief it's the games nature   When you're glowin' some will love and some will hate ya   It's real people      [Verse 3]   Black men walking wit white girls on they arms   I be mad at em as if I know they moms   Told to go beyond the surface, a person's a person   When we lessen our women our condition seems to worsen   The weary cursin' the sky   Talkin' to themselves givin' the version of why help and hurt in they eye   I live across from it, some of it I do be in   I be showin' niggaz lives   Like UPN   It's real people      Yeah.   For you and yours   Good music   Forever   Yeah   Rock on   We keep on   Uh.. Yeah   Yeah, yeah   The real...