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Real Talk Lyrics by MiindGame

Separation

2015

[Intro: MiindGame]
Ayo, It's MiindGame
So here's my real talk for y'all, the bigger they are the harder they fall, the bigger the dick the harder the ball
And when your phone rings you better answer my call, it's time to listen up world, 'cuz I'm talking to y'all

[Verse 1: MiindGame]
When I think about back in the day it's a tragic display of a sad little Jay, it still affects me every day
'Cuz I remember the way my mom used to say she wasn't interested in me, I guess the bitch was born to betray
Now eight years away from the moment of break she dares messaging me stating that she misses me, great
But I don't love or miss her man I only have hate, for her and the fact that she and my dad had to go on a date

And I know that then I wouldn't be born, but maybe it would've been better than grieving and mourning
Even more without my sweetheart texting good morning, shit man I'm only left with bitches telling they're horny
I don't want a bitch when she's corny, surely this isn't all that God has in store for me? 'Cuz it's really starting to fucking bore me
So that's why now from A.B.C. I spit the pain on a beat, tears and blood shed on my sheet, just like a real MC

Since I was young I fit the bill to pop a pill, and since my youth was such a thrill, it would've been easy to swallow and chill
But I don't follow homie, I only act at will, downhill to the fullest means I can only take a road uphill
But it's hard at the top, as soon as you peak and the expectations don't stop means a greater chance to flop with a scary drop
So I'm weary as hell, when I'm rapping and tell, the type of shit to make you angry and yell

It's the bliss that's a rush so rush my wrists in the cuffs, It's like a fight for yo' attention and love
And as I quote a wise man from above, I stay reminded to hold my shit together and keep living it up
So now I'm lifting my cup, yeah I raise my glass, for you and me and all the days that have passed
And I know a lot of loved ones passed, but that's the past and I know one day we'll be reunited at last, so let's drink to that

[Bridge: MiindGame]
Ayo, It's MiindGame
So here's my real talk for y'all, the more distant the bitch, the harder the call, we live to rise while we're prepared fall
If you can't handle reality you shouldn't listen at all, and the world has enough condoms so I'm fucking you all

[Verse 2: MiindGame]
So yeah, life ends, the path of life is a dead end, no bends, doesn't make sense
Hence the fact we find love, make friends just to lose them again, we just don't know when
I can't comprehend the fact that everyday I repent for not giving a hundred percent
I can't seem to pretend that our time spent actually makes some Goddamn sense

I guess my hopes died, it took my pride and left me paralyzed, too long I have cried, my tears have dried
No matter how hard I try I can't provide myself with a happy feeling, a million doctors there's still no healing, and
My actions are revealing that my insecurity went through the fucking ceiling and it's fucking killing my head
And I regret how I dealt with some of the struggles that I had, so I'm searching for a way to cope with that

So now I stand in the booth and give a shout-out to Proof, the dude who helped me through my fucking youth
Since I used his music to improve and shoot my flow and lyrics through the roof, it made me bullet-proof
As for Marshall Matters, to me he's all that matters, corny as that is, he's in a different zone than other rappers
And other rappers to me are like phony rappers, the only shit that I like has it's origin from Shady Records

Every now and again the reminiscing begins wondering when missing you will come to an end
So many times I think about stopping by you again, you don't have a fucking clue how often in tears I have been
The harder it gets by the turn of events, the more often my pen starts to write a verse for a friend
The bravery of one could be courage for ten, 'cuz we're equally the same in this world that we're in, yo

[Outro: MiindGame]
So here's my real talk for y'all, the more distant the bitch, the harder the call, we live to rise while we're prepared fall
If you can't handle reality you shouldn't listen at all, and the world has enough condoms so I'm fucking you all
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About “Real Talk” by MiindGame

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"Real Talk" appears on "Separation" in 2015.

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