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I do what I wanna doI say what I wanna sayWhen I feel, and I...Look in the mirror and know I'm thereWith my hands in the airI'm proud to say yeaI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI promise that I know you very wellYour eyes never lie even if they tellSweet lullabies that come with a smellOf a dozen roses flippin' down the green hillYou living in a world that come with plan BCause plan A never relay a guaranteeAnd plan C never could say just what it wasAnd your plans only can pan around loveYou love him, you love them, you love herYou love so much, you love when love hurtsYou love red-bottom and gold they say queenYou love hand-bag on the waist of your jeanYou love french tip and trip that pay forYou love bank slip that tell you we paid moreYou love a good hand whenever the card dealtLetras de cancionesBut what love got to do with it when you don't love yourselfI do what I wanna doI say what I wanna sayWhen I feel, and I...Look in the mirror and know I'm thereWith my hands in the airI'm proud to say yeaI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realCause before you know it everything's goneI promise that I know you very wellYour eyes never lie even if they fellOut the sky and your optics turn staleWhere they mow that's greenI can see you fit the billOf living in a world that come with plan BCause plan A only can make another mistakeAnd you can't see success coming from plan CWhen it all breaks you, you still say you're lovelyAnd love them and love when you love herYou love so much, you love when love hurtsYou love fast cars and dead presidents oldYou love fast women, you love keepin' controlOf everything that you love, you love beefYou love streets, you love runnin', duckin' policeYou love your hood, might even love it to deathBut what love got to do with it when you don't love yourself?I do what I wanna doI say what I wanna sayWhen I feel, and I...Look in the mirror and know I'm thereWith my hands in the airI'm proud to say yeaI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realCause before you know it everything's goneThe reason why I know you very wellCause we have the same eyes can't you tellThe days I tried to cover up and concealMy pride, it only made it harder for me to dealWhen living in a world that come with plan BA scapegoat cause plan A don't come freeAnd plan C just an excuse like becauseOr the word "but", but what if I got loveI love them, I love when I love herI love so much, I love when love hurtsI love first verse cause you're the girl I attractI love second verse cause you're the homie they packedBurning like a stove top, they love cooking from scratchI love what the both of you have to offerIn fact, I love it so much, I don't love anything elseBut what love got to do with it when I don't love myselfTo the point I should hate everything I do loveShould I hate living my life inside the clubShould I hate her for watching me for that reasonShould I hate him for telling me that I'm seasonShould I hate them for telling me ball outShould I hate street credibility I'm talkin' aboutHatin' all money, power, respect in my willOr hatin' the fact none of that sh*t make me real"I ain't trippin' off that Dominos anymore,just calling, sorry to hear what happen to your homeboy,but don't learn the hard way like I did homie.Any n*gga can kill a man, that don't make you a real n*gga.Realness is responsibility, realness is taking care of your motherf*cking family,realness is God, n*gga"I do what I wanna doI say what I wanna sayWhen I feel, and I...Look in the mirror and know I'm thereWith my hands in the airI'm proud to say yeaI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realI'm real, I'm real, I'm really really realCause before you know it everything's gone"Alright that's all I wanted to tell you, ust make sure you call us backwhen you get this message.Here go your momma.""Boy you better have my jawn on full all this time you done had my damn car,but look I ain't trippin'. ook, the neighbors say they seen you and your little friendsover there by the Food4Less,and they was preaching to you over there telling you about the good book because right about now that's what ya'll need.Oh, and Top Dawg called the house too.I guess they want you and Dave to come to the studio.But look, you take this music business serious,and put out something me and your dad can step to.Sh*t, you know we from Chicago, you know that's what we do."Sing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for youSing my song, it's all for you Sing my song, it's all for you"If I don't hear from you, by tomorrow...I hope you come back, and learn from your mistakes.Come back a man, tell your story to these black and brown kids in Compton.Let 'em know you was just like them,but you still rose from that dark place of violence,becoming a positive person. But when you do make it, give back,with your words of encouragement, and that's the best way to give back.To your city...And I love you Kendrick,if I don't hear you knocking on the door you knowwhere I usually leave the key.Alright? Talk to you later, bye." From Letras Mania