Tekster:
Point Of Grace Make It Real

To truly feel We can make it real Look in my eyes You feel it inside Yea you know you will We can make it real now now We can make it Let your mind

To truly feel We can make it real Look in my eyes You feel it inside Yea you know you will We can make it real now now We can make it Let your mind

go platinum they go aluminum Got 'em cloned the fuck up son, that's why we losin' 'em I'm lookin' at this niggaz longevity, to make a big play But then it

make it right I want it real, real slow, will I make it through now? I wanna trip all night I wanna hold you close and get it down now I wanna make it

I know is we be giving grace This is a place from where we make tapes We make 'em everywhere, still in all we be making base Y'all be making paste, these

reverse and reverse and chop it and pluck it and cut it and spit it and sew it to joy on the edge of a cyclop and spinet it to rage on the edge

You understandin' me straight? Yes, yes, no doubt, excellence (Let the sunshine in) It's what it is, what it is An' thats what it is, you see? Ha, fire (The sun's shinin') 'Cause it

show it, pull your panties up Me and these cats we making a living making sure you don't Information's not to be given, making sure you won't Shit's real

And ghetto passes revoked 'Cause we surrounded by the evil You know that the people's minds is feeble They believe in it Even if it don't make sense