Chords for Eightball & MJG - For real

_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] When [Bbm] hard times in the divine, yeah, that's for real
But [B] all your pre-dates behind [Ab] you, yeah, that's for real
But there's no trouble you can find, yeah, that's for real
And you just crossed the alphabet, yeah, that's for real
But if your conscience is real, [Bb] yeah, that's for real
Then [B] everybody go and save [Ab] them time, uh
But [Ebm] it's a mind-busting thing, [Gb] yeah, that's for real
[Dbm] Try to find a [Bbm] disappointment, yeah, that's for real
See, it ain't nothing [Ebm] but the real
Niggas [Gb] getting killed for the [Ab] materialistic
Holes on the front for a strict [Gb] quick
Ain't shit, checkin' but them yee's and them scree's
Your motherfuckin' [Db] yee's in my goddamn par [Ebm]-keys
I know it ain't really shit to it, but to [B] do it
But try and do it [Eb] for a shit, I usually don't do it
But to it, do it like a Mac, in fact, I keep my cool
You ask me who my [Ab] master is, I say my gun [Ebm] rules
And choose only [Bbm] to make moves with a certain [Ab] pack
The real pack, cause them bustas try to hold [Ebm] you back
In fact, I could name a few, but I ain't gon' waste
No precious time [Db] talkin' about them on my precious [Ebm] tape
You pussy [Fm] sucka, in disguise, [Ab] undercover
Fake brothers, tryin' to come between [Ebm] another
Just like a [Bbm] wedge in some wood
Tryin' to put a split in your zit, slick [Eb] busta
Just no good, that's like kickback smokin' beady
With the needy, [Bb] society's gettin' gritty
Ain't no future and no peace [Eb] treaty
They try to label [Gb] every rapper in the [Dbm] industry
Especially if he speaks [Bb] of tenacity and then the [Bbm] penalty
But it's a real, it's a real, it's a real, it's a real, it's a [Ab] real
And [Bbm] there's no coming back, that's for real
[B] But it's as great as the band did, that's for real
Who am I?
Is it [Gb] bizarre?
Do you recall [Bm] Mr.
Big, Mr.
Big in your trunk, splittin' [Gb] wigs?
Man, at the same time, I could recollect
[Ab] Some young trick in my face, asking me if I claim [Gb] sex
And here's this other fool with dreads growing from [Bm] his head
He tryin' to tell me bout some shit Farrakhan [Gb] said
I try to listen cause they ball ain't the one [Bm] to knock it
But I can't hear over the echo from my [Ebm] edgy pocket
Instead of [F] sweating me, fool sweat, [B] slug deep
Cause I've been through [Ab] the play of shit since [Ebm] 83
Southern [Gb] psychedelic preacher, I'm here [Eb] to reach ya
Don't be so [Bbm] prejudiced and let my holy [Ebm] words teach ya
I never rap [Gb] about sex, cause I ain't been [Bm] through that
Even though a nigga did, dirt and pack [Bbm] straps
I don't do what you do and you don't see what [Eb] I see
Therefore we could not be the same, do you feel me?
I come from Tennessee and love drinking [Ab] Hennessy
Peace to KRS, but here's my [Eb] philosophy
I got the remedy, four seconds [Bbm] after now
Yo my nigga, tell em who you is
Who am I?
MJG, milk [Dbm] tight
Knock on wood [Gb] twice, pour the drinks, them [Eb] delights
What I say, hit every day, he owe a [Dbm] treat
The R-E-A [Bbm]-L, same shit that I [Ebm] said
Hell, you gon' do your thing, I'm gon' do mine
[Bm] Fine, I'm gon' sip some wine
You may find some [Bbm] other way to pass your time
It ain't about where you from, it's about what you [Dbm] do
They're doing wrong, makes clues, so trouble just gon' [Ebm] stick to you
True blue, [Bbm] them shit is hard to break
[B] But player [Bb] hate bustles, put the icing on the case
[Ebm] Hate to see they all [Gb] homies with them view in
[Dbm] And still wondering why they [Gb] can't get no dividends
A man ain't who we say he is
If he [Dbm] gotta get a [Bb] false information
About what he had and how [Gb] he live
And don't shit, but the truth set you [B] free
So trip top off that line, get them shackles away from [Bb] me
He who tells the first [Gb] lie gets the first smack
[Bm] A chain react on the Mac, clausing fake facts
[Ebm] A freaking naked whore, [Gb] why his day show makes [Ab] no record deal
Perpetrators get for [Ebm] real
It's a hard time for you to [Ab] find me
When all your good days are hiding
[Bb] But there's no time to [Gb] reply me
You just come here after [Bbm] bed
But it's your broke shit [Gb] that's breaking
Makes them turn runnin', everybody gon' [Ab] say you're a cheat
[Ebm] When they're bummed, [Gb] they're giving up
They [Dbm] try to find a new [Bbm] thrill, yeah
[Eb] See in the past, I [Dbm] thought that it was all in my mind
But in time, I [Ebm] came to find people are [Eb] blind to the fact
I don't give a fuck about your [Ab] thoughts
Motherfuck the radio and fuck the magazine talk
Walk with the player down the highway of what I say
Hear what I say is just another [Eb] way to make me pay
Instead [Gb] of getting sprayed or running from [Dbm] police
I'm in the studio, smoked out, [Ebm] bucking runs
And jealous [Gb] hoes, male and [B] female
Been giving a nigga [Ab] hell now that I am [Ebm] bail
Jealous of the [Eb] fact that my mac is not a act
Instead of packing [Bbm] gas, I'm strapped with my [Ebm] dad's
And all my [Eb] homies slang dope for a living
Or living in a [Gb] prison cause they couldn't fake the [Ebm] system
I miss him, but [Gb] still I got to get about my [B] all-killing
I'm on a mission, so the future won't see [Ebm] me in prison
Niggas come to me with demos of their [B] poetry
I try to [Eb] listen cause I used to be that nigga G
Now do you [F] feel me?
I hope you [Ab] feel these words
From his ex, it's all for [Ebm] real
When hard times is a crime, yeah, that's for [B] real
When all you niggas are [Ab] out here, yeah, that's for real
[Bbm] When there's no way to lose it, yeah, that's for [B] real
When it's a crime, yeah, [Bbm] that's for real
Tell me if your broke, yeah, that's for real
You can make a little money, everybody gonna [Bb] say yeah, that's for real
[Ebm] And then motherfuckers [Bbm] think every other [Dbm] motherfucker
Try to find a little money, yeah, [Bbm] that's for real
When hard times is a crime, yeah, that's for real
[B] When all you niggas are out here, yeah, that's for real
[Bbm] When there's no way to lose it, yeah, that's for real
When it's a crime, yeah, that's for real
Nigga, it's your bro, yeah, that's for real
You can make a little money, everybody gonna say yeah, that's for real