Joe Budden - Welcome To Real Life lyrics

[Verse 1 - Joe Budden] Yo, I seen shorty on the staircase, in front of an empty beer case Weird face, almost like it was "Scared Straight!" Like he ain't have a care in life (uh), wipin tears from his eyes That already appeared to have been dried We chopped it, said he was adopted And there's a lot of sh** he just tucks in his closet (uh) Real calm, said he'd always feel harm And all he want to do is meet his real dad and real mom All the nice home and clothes do is remind me (how when) In all these years, they ain't even tried to find me Never mind love, I feel like they never liked me If I thought there was a God, I would ask the n***a "why me?" But some things you better off havin never knew Maybe they wanted better for you than they could ever do You got a family, I see that you don't care for them But love gon' always be love, no matter where it's from What if I said your moms couldn't give birth Contemplated leavin Earth, 'til you brought her life worth Whatever you goin through, could always be much worse Don't make a mistake, mistakin your blessings for a curse (so) So, told dude you in the right place, right here Can't run to your corner when life don't wanna fight fair (talk to 'em) Things'll become quite clear When you decide to wake up and stop havin fantasies about a nightmare (oh! yeah) [Chorus 1 - Emanny - w/ Joe Budden ad libs] They don't see, who you are They too busy posin But the front won't go far Just thank God your fantasy ain't real - real life You got everything but they got nothin Fantasy to real life You got everything but they got nothin [Verse 2 - Joe Budden] Yeah, you damn right she on her high horse She say “don't worry 'bout hers n***a, ride yours” Before you talk, clean your own backyard Souped up and sought after by the athletes and rap stars (uh) Developin a name, creepin to fame She quick to trade her vagina for a seat at the game And it's so foul, she don't see the shame In the act or the fact that she view it as an equal exchange (oh!) But she stay with the newest on, Louboutins Buyin groceries with coupons, sleepin on a futon No self-esteem to cover her lack of confidence She get on Twitter, retweetin all the compliments Pretty face, nice strut with a nice bu*t Disguise of a s*ut, only tryin to get wifed up But when it's party time, she won't be a second late Once she leaves V.I.P., it's back home to Section 8 What confused me Is n***az tried to kick it but she come across bougie, in her best friend's j**elry Part-time mother (but), but somethin real shady when her Two year old daughter much closer to the babysitter (uh) Cry when she alone, product of a broke down home (yeah) Won't change 'cause she already grown (talk to 'em) Already set in her ways, no need in tryin to help (talk to 'em) So she'd rather find wealth before she can find herself (oh!, yeah) [Chorus 1 - w/ Joe Budden ad libs] [Break - Emanny - w/ Joe Budden ad libs] You can be what you want But it's too much for ya to let go Ain't got to be somethin else Better off just bein yourself Ain't gonna get you far When you gonna wake up and deal with the real life? To real life [Verse 3 - Joe Budden] Real quick, let me introduce y'all to Maverick Lifetime addict, who recently kicked the habit (uh) Lookin for a job, companies won't let him have it 'Cause there's drug and gun charges up and down his whole jacket (uh) Constantly rejected, can't deal with the aggravation (so) So now he scared to be honest on the application Past caught up, 'cause every door shuts like "sorry we can't help ya" Then it's back home to the shelter (oh!) Nothin to lose, givin up like many other minions Pendin his trial in the court of public opinion 'Til he got a call from a temp agency Said they had a void, asked could he fill the vacancy? (okay) Unlike what he appears, been employee of the month for a year (I guess) Self doubt is related to fear And they'll never replace him If ya gonna catch up with your dreams, gotta be willin to chase them (oh!) [Chorus 2 - Emanny] They don't see, who you are They just see your posin But the front won't go far You can turn your fantasy to real - real life You got everything but they got nothin Fantasy to real life You got everything but they got nothin, nothin, nothin