What’s Real

[Chorus: Talib Kweli] What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya [Verse 1: Talib Kweli] I'mma start this story, my influence so enormous Got that shit you love to sing along with like every line is the chorus I'm born in Brooklyn like Biggie, I'm born in Brooklyn like Jordan I'm born in Brooklyn like Tyson, you don't live this, you just a tourist We ride or die for them corners, fuck your private life they spy on us When they catch us man it's like practice for the new tactics that they try on us Them cops are lining them coffers, why we get shot we lying in coffins They want my demise cause when I arrive they stop for lines so often Nigga just stop, you might as well forfeit, we like Shia LaBeouf so lawless Still recognize real, real recognize real like the car I'm driving you foreign My diamond cut so flawless, no not jewels, I'm talking 'bout songs, bitch So if they after me like I'm Lauryn, I just tell the feds that I'm Moorish We walking, all the girls is talking Generally they butt fucking naked just like the Book of Mormon We see the trees for them forest, my name ring them bells like a doorman Y'all niggas game is so corny, that's why you grill them hoes just like Foreman, boring [Chorus: Talib Kweli & Res] What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya [Verse 2: Talib Kweli] Paper chasing we on that grind, reputation on the line Crazy, borderline - pay me, on time Crazy, borderline - pay me, on time Crazy, borderline - pay me, on time Explore and discover what most fear, I will never wait till the brush clear Swear I will never get stuck here, America, fuck yeah Measure my career in dog years, my passport got them dog ears I set sail, travelling the world like Jesus was doing in his lost years I might give you the pill like Morpheus, I'm like the P.E. logo in the cross hairs Standing out cause there's nothing but whores here, pimps rock crocodile like false tears Bring it on through your force field, I'll be giving you nothing but the raw deal What I say on display is the purest skill, I'll be giving y'all niggas what's more real What's more real, what's more real? I got chicks fighting like floor sales You gossiping bloggers all fail, like at the yardstick measuring your tall tales And you on all fours you small scale, all in between the legs like a dog's tail You are what you eat, you don't want no beef, you completely vegan like all kale [Chorus: Talib Kweli & Res] What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya What's real? Do you know? What's real? Let me show ya [Outro harmonies: Res]