All so-called civilized peoples have
increasingly become crazy and self-destructive
because through excessive thinking they have lost touch with reality.
That's to say,
we confuse signs,
words,
numbers,
symbols and ideas with the real world.
How do you know what's real?
Come here let me tell you what's real,
uh Happiness mixed with some fear,
uh
What if sweet life disappears,
uh That would put you in your senses
Touch and feel,
smell and breathe,
with the wood I share these tears,
I don't even prove
I'm near as I can spot a fake from miles away,
every single night I'm wide awake,
I'm not
gonna die today, I'm not gonna
I'm not gonna
I'm not gonna I'm not gonna
How
do you know what's real?
How do you know what's real?
Real real what's real real Real real what's real?
Real real Real real
Real real what's real?
I'm a hundred and fifty all my homies
still with me and we still young
And we still strong,
lifting weights in the gym while we sing songs
The real ones,
we them big dogs bumping onto mankind
And the rich,
uh,
take a picture,
it'll stick with ya
Rich, yeah, who the * is rich, yeah?
It's the one that has the most happiness in the bank
Ain't afraid to break the bank,
there's always enough to thank
There's always enough to thank
Thank
How do you know what's real?
How do you know what's real?
Real real what's real real Real real what's real?
Real real Real real Real real what's real?