What’s Real?

Lyrics

[Intro: ClockworC] You got your fancy clothes on And all your diamond rings You praise your god, yeah he god And chase your Lamborghini dreams It doesn't matter what the cost It doesn't matter what the means They'll bury you in your facade As if it is what it seems to be [Hook: ClockworC] Tell me what's real These cars? These clothes? This fame? Can you tell me what's real? These frauds? These foes? Your bane? Can you tell me what's real? These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine Can you tell me what's real? This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink Can you tell me what's real? [Verse 1: ClockworC] Pain was the only thing I'd ever known that was real I could touch it and taste 'em, must grow I could feel all my fuck its and faking a nice home But I peel back stats with nothing at all A bucket to fall and drown out all of my wrongs And it's gone with the winds of change I had to go and place love at the front of the race I can't go fake blood and my father in the cot Till my doctor hit pause and then follow him way to grace Pray for faith, may they take Transcend the badlands and mound in space Pull it no longer, gotta pull on my cage No ratchets are found on the land with little rage Old trap up outta the land with no gaze Throw 'em back with the sucker free song to say It goes [Interlude] Want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery Will you want to hate and despise one another In this world there is room for everyone The dirt is rich and can provide for everyone The way of life could be free and beautiful But we have lost the way Greed has imprisoned souls Has barricaded the world with hate This boosts us into misery and hate [Bridge: Mr. Grey] It doesn't matter what the cost It doesn't matter what the means They'll bury you in your facade As if it is what it seems to be [Hook: Mr. Grey] Tell me what's real These cars? These clothes? This fame? Can you tell me what's real? These frauds? And all those foes and your bane? Can you tell me what's real? These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine Can you tell me what's real? This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink Can you tell me what's real? [Verse 2: Mr. Grey] Pain was the only thing I'd ever know that's real This ain't no holy road My knife at the end of the road, blowing smoke On the razor's edge Can't really tell if we really are friends Too many pills and way too much coke But I started hearing voices I'd never broke This really real shit, top ramen at the top of my food This where I get my wrist slit Depression be the daily deal, angry clenched fists A tank ribs if I don't slip and I'd seem to loathe this Lessons in truth but no true bless