Artist: Oddisee Album: People Hear What They See Song: That Real Typed by: jostmatt at bluewin dot ch (w/ help from Bandcamp.com) Before I knew what I was doin I was tryina do somethin That's the definition, listen, of a know-it-all young'n Hard-headed, hardly headed in directions I intended Where I ended was deaded, like no exit 'cept the entrance Now I'm makin my entrance as If I'm hoppin the fences Thinkin I'm big pimpin when really I'm just an infant Adolescent at best, had a lesson in livin Given to me the stress, inherited with the vision Wool over my eyes, blue say is the sky? Grey is the true color, but who sayeth the why? So do that make me pessimistic If I feel I'm aight but the best at this shit? Niggas say I'm cool, shorties say I'm they lipstick On the tip of they tongue is my lyrics they whisperin Let's make it apply, right place and the time Tight space, and the vibe is right for lacin a rhyme Might say I'm the prime, light laced in the lime Bittersweet is the beat and together taste is divine Lemonade in my shine, dimmer shade in my blind Spots in my mirror, forward, never rewind Plots vividly clearer, not sayin that I'm Knowin just what I'm doin, but got faith in my grind So stop haters, you lyin if you sayin you get it how I get it Swab test you failed, can't spit it how I spit it Nah One of these days, baby, I hope to be (So real) Whatever that means, it's all that I hope to be (So real) One of the days, baby, I hope to be (So real) They sayin: O bring that real shit, somethin you can feel shit Numb to that dumb-it-down, spun-overkill shit Run-overhill shit, dated like the fifth wheel Hate it when they made it but they praise it just to get deals Me, never that, mane, that's never happenin See, I be rappin for that feeling I got back when I was ridin on a big wheel When friends owin me a dollar was a big deal Sunday night, grandmama cook the big meal Meanin that I do it for the innocents in it still And if I'm naive, fuck it man, shit will Seem better even though the weather seem chill Spleen chills at the idea of seemin fake Even though imitation makes mean bills I mean, innovation'll get you recognition But 'keep it real' is really code for 'the check is missin' And that's cool, cause me, I'm a realist Optimistically drinkin from the glass of the pessimistic Baby check it, listen