Tuesday, September 17, 2013

We ain't picture perfect but we worth the picture still. Name that Lyric...

Now is it real? Eyebrows, fingernails, hair Is it real? if it's not, girl you don't care Cause what's real is something that the eyes can't see That the hands can't touch, that them broads can't be, and that's you.

Never let 'em see you frown We don't look nothin' like the people on the screen You know the movie stars, picture perfect beauty queens But we got dreams and we got the right to chase 'em


 Look at the nation, that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten! 

Seem like half the race is either on probation Or in jail; wonder why we inhale Cause we in hell already And fuck all of that beef shit, nigga let's make a mil' Hey officer man, we don't want nobody getting killed.....

Look at the nation,

Look at the nation,
that's a crooked smile braces couldn't even straighten!