Real Recognize RealLyrics:\n[Helicopter Propellers]\n\n[Man\'s Voice:]\nWell the first thing I want to say is:\n\n[Verse 1:]\nThey say real recognize real\nThe dollar bill will exercise our ills...E\nFrauds is thoroughly camouflaged and fatigued in the field\nBe careful who you believe, the pills\nIs dealed like flaccid, proceeds go towards the buying of Caprice Classics\nWith the wheels to match it, so they can mack it\nLike an automatic weapon steppin\' off into traffic\nLike, check him, tears roll down the eyes\nOf the rides inside of a funeral procession\nHere lies, with X\'s in his eyes, the unguided misdirected\nSquad carsroll past and laugh\n\n[Hook: Sample]\nOut There\nOut There\nThere\nThere\nThere\n\n[Verse 2:]\nThey say the streets is a demon in a dress\nWit dollar signs in her eyes and semen on her breath (UH!)\nScantly clad, no panties, deep throating in an alley\nAging badly in sunglasses she pretty\nSlain boyfriend namesis tattooed on her titties\nSprinkling greed ignorance and envy inside of a Philly\nHennessey tears, ass\'ll bring ya enemy\'s here\nFlirt wit her flaws till you run up in her raw\n\n[Hook: Sample]\nOut There\nOut There\nThere\nThere\nThere\n\n[Verse 3:]\nThey say the game has the belly of a beast\nBlunts for fingers and hollow tips for teeth\nWire taps for ears, Nike Airs for feet\nBlasphemy for prayers, a system for a heart\nRap music for beats, heroin for a son and its married to the streets\nCrack pipes for lungs, and he never sleeps\nJust spies, wit dice in his eyes\nLoves life cuz he likes when it dies\nWit abaking soda soul, he cough up pleasure\nClothes made out of dollar bills that he sewed together\nHe knows, he\'s clever, jealous his house\nAll the liquor that\'s poured out, goes right in his mouth\nRides around on a stray bullet;\nWit prostitutes, pimps, dope dealers and killers tied to it to pull it\nATV in his head, stripper slides down his legs\nAnd he\'s known to ride around wit feds, and he\'s OUT THERE\n\n[Hook: Sample]\nOut There\nOut There\nThere\nThere\nThere\n\n[Verse 4: Sample]\nBut, righteousness is a father teaching his kids\nThat what\'s better than wealth is the respect in itself (Out There)\nA pistol packing old lady standing up to the dope dealers\nOn the block, making sure her presence is felt (Out There)\nA teacher teaching that \'€œthinking\'€ is cool and\nBefore u mention \"not lettin\' school turn em into fools\" (Out There)\nKeeping god first, Lupe is here\nF-N-F Up, Homie I\'ll see u outthere (Out There)... Fiasco, hip-hop, Lupe, rap, Real, Recognize