Real Feat. Sarah Green

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco]
Uhh, Food & Liquor
Yeah, my man said he wanted somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' he could recognize, somethin' he could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel
Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' that could make her move, somethin' she could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

[Verse #1: Lupe Fiasco]
Lusssst... sometimes can override trusssst
She said that's why she gave it up
My man said blood spilled out of everything he tou-chhhhed
He crushed everything, he crushed
Ruined everything he loved, he just wanted the rushhhhh
Blamed it on the times bein' rough
Doin' dirt with the devil, chasin' after the dusssst
Make a fussss, if it's them, but we hushhh, if it's us

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco & Sarah Green]
That's why... my mama said she wanted somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' she could be proud of, somethin she could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel
She said "They so used to not havin nothin' real
Real, real, real, real
That they don't know how to act, they don't know how to feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

[Verse #2: Lupe Fiasco]
Lifffffe... ain't meant to come around twiiiice
That's why I gotta get it right
They said I got it honest, now I gotta give it light
But sleep on it, that's why God give you night
I mean, I had a dream that, God gave me flight
Too fly for my own good, so God gave me plight
If I wake up in the mornin, now I gotta give 'em sight
Make 'em see, break 'em free, ain't a G, sho' you right

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco & Sarah Green]
The game is not to give 'em nothin' real
Real, real, real, real
Nothing that they can use, nothing that they could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel
Give 'em a bunch of lies and teach 'em that it's real
Real, real, real, real
So that's all that they'll know, that's all that they'll feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

[Verse #3: Lupe Fiasco]
Struggle... another sign that God love you
Cause on the low, bein po', makes you humble
Keep they names in my rhymes to try and keep 'em out of trouble
Cause bein po', also teach you how to hustle
All they want is some shoes or some rims for they bubble
Now that I got my own, I can hit 'em with a couple
Cuff, my homies so they ain't got no reason to cuff you
That's my plan, if I can, on the man up above you

[Chorus: Lupe Fiasco & Sarah Green]
That's why... I gotta give 'em somethin' real 
Real, real, real, real, real
Somethin' they could recognize, somethin they could feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel
To my homies on the block, I gotta give 'em somethin' real
Real, real, real, real
Somethin' that'll make 'em stop, somethin' they can feel
Feel, feel, feel, feel

[Lupe Fiasco]
Yo!
FNF UP!
Real, really real
Yeah!
Know what it is
Woo!
Baby girl said she was in the mood for somethin' real

[Sarah Green - to fade]
So real...so real...