Malcolm Chester - Really Real Lyrics

Your early 20's such an awkward age
You trynna find yourself and make a way
Too many people share the paths they paved
With hopes you follow them and ask for there help
When they know you're on your way
And currently I find myself between
Two worlds of doubt
The physical is fleeting
The spiritual misleading
Are we missed educated?
Either way, it got me tweaking
Asking questions with some answers I'm not sure I should be seeking
Are we really real?
Or do we shape our own reality?
Religion and our names and ethnicity cause casualties, so
If it divide then there's no way that it is positive
When emotions start to gather
They explode so I won't bottle them
Up no
Nuts maybe, Clutch baby
God save me
Satan always trying to bring me down
But that's whats up really
Without a villain
We can't recognize the hero
What's really first
Was it the one, or the zero
The egg, or the chicken
Was it health
Or the sickness
Was it wealth
Or the desire for it?
Seems we're all addicted
To a system that seems to be
Oh so familiar
The one thing that we agree
Is that this paper keeps us so secure
But why?

I think I'll lie for this bread
I think I'll die for this bread
I'll take your life for this bread
I'll slap whoever for this bread
I'll break a leg for this bread
I'll sell myself for this bread
I'll change myself for this bread
Destroy my health for this bread
Deny your help for this bread
And selfish it is
But, I could give two f*cks 'cause nothing matters but this bread
I'll fill you up with some lead
I'll sell my meds for this bread
I see you in the street
And hope your ass melt for this bread, ni**a