"Real" ft. Mouth Warren & Holmskillit
Hook: Cas Metah
As we stand here you know it's so (real)
Before people used to keep it so (real)
Can't forget them times
Can't forget them chimes in the wind
Where you wanted it to be (real)
As we stand here you know it's so (real)
Before people used to keep it so (real)
Can't forget them times
Can't forget them chimes in the wind
You just wanted it to be (real)
Verse 1: Cas Metah
You were mister go-getter
One of the first to pick up the pen and scribble a hick-up
Your description abilities convinced a smidgen of these
Self-proclaimed real deal listeners to dig your verses
And that's a purpose you felt was worth it
So you helped and turned it from hell eternal
But not before having smoke blown in your eyes
Alone in the fire, up late night like Conan O'Brien
Moaning and crying "why is life so real in the field?"
The soul murderer's lurking in search of the healed
Aiming ammunition sealed to steal ambition
You were going to get your shield when it hit you
And got peeled by the past tense witches
With their brew and stews and brooms
Distracted by reality you actually lose mathematically too
But cracking and bruised you back to the booth
As if you never left, acting a fool, that's real
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Verse 2: Mouth Warren
Real like the code I chose to live by
Never lose the focus on hopeless unknowner’s that's trying to poke at this eagle eye
Isn't always the truth at times
If it wasn't for my heart I would have lost my soul and my mind
And as I stand here know that it's Z-O-E, Zoe
But I didn't want it like that for reasons that may seem slow
Although I am a son of man I must admit
There's nothing granted to be taken advantage of except
That which has always been around close by
Hi I overstand that I am a natural goldmine so whatever happened to them old times
And picking up chess pieces didn’t seem that contentious
Now you're unable to tell the angle ones coming from the games deceptive
in a manger restless, unable to change the checklist
Because your arms ain't fully developed yet to perform a death wish
But I didn't want it like that those, tic tac toe
Back to basic fundamentals, rhymes equal actual life in me
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Verse 3: Holmskillit
Feel the music through the breeze guiding you to where you need to be
Started out genuine then found a foreign frequency
As if the prodigal son, squandering your gifts with strangers and danger
Who live by lies and myths, superstition, zodiac, big-bang theories
Disconnected from your roots disrespecting the truth
Until it all fell down, no bail held down
By the ones you started out with learning what life’s about kid
You go for what you know and if you don't know you stay
'Cause bad association spoils youthful habits everyday
They show up, when you grow up, you know better
Through cold weather hold the family together
To stay warm stray from the fake away from harm
Awakened by the facts, consequences and a swarm
Of love to help you get through it, back to the music
The home is where the heart is, and you know that the art is
God given not man made so start living
Obey in Him and not men 'cause that's prison
When you get free, stick with the program
Reach your spiritual goals and fall back for no man
Everyday's a new chapter, new lessons to capture
New weapons get set for the rapture
S.I., Holmskillit, 4th Disciple
Tote the Bible like a rifle leaving lies stifled, real
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