"Is It Real" genre: Hip Hop
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	Story Behind the Song If you're human, then it's the story of your life... and mine Lyrics Is it real? Or is it just a fairy tale… Will it be too late, will I find out in hell? The flesh rambles.. tryin’to keep control Should I gamble… live this or save my soul Imagine… a life without/ the worries/ of everyday A life without/ the burdains/ a happier way To live breathin no’heat… without polution A life that neva’violates a man’s constitution A life where politicians don’t exist… picture this Where tears of joy is all we’ll know/ when we remeniss Memories never bitter/ always sweet… just imagine this Being flyin’thru the skies… where there be no risk A place where death is a thing never spoken of Pain is not known… no such thing as broken love No darkness… and no shadow… a brighter day I start this, and you follow… a higher way No cancer, and no sickness… no disease The answer to a prayer… I’m on my knees Will I see this place… enjoy it from within? Will I see His face… or will I die in sin Imagine somewhere where the sun never comes down Imagine somewhere where no face ever has a frown Imagine no poor, no rich, everybody happy Imagine no difference between straight or nappy Imagine no hospitals, and no death bed Imagine no pills, or medicines… no blood shed Imagine streets so clean, you see yo’reflection Imagine kids playin’everywyere… every direction No lonely nights, no tears of pain from under No no homey fights, no years of rain, no hunger No welfare, food stamps, robbin’for food No mo’strippin’just to feed the young… no hood- Lums running around husslin crack dough No mo’minorities sittin’on the back row No sad songs, just smiles everywhere you turn No suffering from the pain of a lesson learned so you’s a gambla’huh? Check the odds tho’ all the things you say you love costin’mad dough cigarettes, alcohol, and the O.P.P. What about ya’lungs, kidney, and the HIV Doin’all these things, helpin’nobody Latty, latty… drinkin’on the dark bacardi Is gon’catch up, like the thug-life, did john gotti Hope you know that hell’s gon’be nooo party And in the outside, so smooth, but yu’s dyin man That’s why come night time… ya’soul’s cryin man Taking chances everyday… not the right way Try Jesus, see the diff’rnce tween night n day And in the outside, so smooth, but yu’s dyin man That’s why come night time… ya’soul’s cryin man Taking chances everyday… not the right way Try Jesus, see the diff’rnce tween night n day

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