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lirik lagu realist – ebenezer

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[chorus]
i’m the realist
since jesus nazareth
i say it with my chest now
’cause i believe it
i’m the realist
since jesus nazareth
imma say it with my chest now
’cause i believe it

[verse 1]
i didn’t grow up with my dad, i had my mommy
felt that n-gga wasn’t doing nothing for me
we were starving, didn’t have no food, no money
single mother had to keep that sh-t together, yeah, yeah
what you know bout having cereal with water?
luxury of milk we just get in to f-ck to have
use the knife to scr-pe the bottom of the b-tter
when she’s gone n-gga, we were livin’ [?]

[pre-chorus]
four people in the same bed
we were sleeping toe to head
someone catch a cold
from the motherf-cker’s friend
you ain’t been through sh-t
till you wake up and wet the bed
like sh-t, i’m gonna get the belt

[chorus]
i’m the realist
since jesus nazareth
i say it with my chest now
’cause i believe it
i’m the realist
since jesus nazareth
imma say it with my chest now
’cause i believe it

[verse 2]
when n-ggas came, that really ain’t the same anymore
down duggin’ on the phone till their hands get sore
i’m tryna make sure mummy don’t work no more
and the fam don’t hurt no more
that has to realist sh-t you ever..
summer holidays, i’m at my cousins
pat me in the night, inside it buzzing
brother told me had to ride a bike like it was nothing
then they moved out
yeah, they moved house
my friends changed
i’m still in the run where they rob you for your watch and shoes
be careful when you watch and move
i’m still in the worst you know he up in that godd-mn room
ain’t likely, imma move time soon

[pre-chorus]
oh, four people in the same bed
we were sleeping toe to head
someone catch a cold
from the motherf-cker’s friend
you ain’t been through sh-t
till you wake up and wet the bed
like sh-t, i’m gonna get the belt

[chorus]
i’m the realist
since jesus nazareth
i say it with my chest now
’cause i believe it
i’m the realist
since jesus nazareth
imma say it with my chest now
’cause i believe it

[outro]
when n-ggas came, that building ain’t the same anymore
i’m duggin’ on the phone till their hands get sore
i’m tryna make sure mummy don’t work no more
and the fam don’t hurt no more
that has to realist sh-t
you’ll ever know