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Whats Really Real


They say the mind is a terrible thing to waste so I'm going to do this on my own pace.
These so call rappers don't want me in this race
The thoughts I been holding in mind its ready to kaboom.
Its time for this Christian rapper is now so I'm ready to bloom. 
They Say How Are You Make It In This Industry. 
You Aint Real ,You Not Talking Ain't Bout The Money, The Cars, The Clothes. You Always In The Ministry.

So Tell Me You Definition Of Being Real.
Im Not Real Cause I Don't Flash My Money In Front Of People Just To Get Attention. 
I'm Not Real Cuz I Rather Be At Church Every Sunday Morning
Then Be In Someone Clubs The Night Before
I'm Not Real Because I Rather Talk About How Good God Has Been In My Life And He Put Me On This Earth To Guide This Struggling Generation.
I guess I'm  not real Cuz I change some ways to have a better reputation
I Guess I'm Not Real Then.
But Who Gave Man The Right To Judge God People Whose Real Or Not.
You See People Gets The Tattoo Only GOD Can Judge My Actions
But Tell Me Do You Really Know What That Means

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