(Yeah)
I live in the real world
Rappers for real, I know they whole spiel:
They working for Spielberg
Sell them the real herd
These people are real herbs
Please stop trying to look tough:
Tough doesn't have a look
Tough people know that
If you don't know that
Then you must be shook
But being shook does not have to last, kid
Acknowledge it and work on it
So you can get past it
This for the halfwits
Who ask me what I think about somebody getting signed
Who even ask me a third time
And realize I was ignoring them after the second time
"Yo, Sand! Ya doin' ya thing!"
"Thanks! That means you think my music is dope, right?"
"Well, I ain't heard it, but I seen ya in a magazine!"
"You're an idiot."

Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
My home-girl always complaining how her head hurting
I think it's all the social networking
I mean the antisocial networking
I mean the antisocial not networking
I can't call it, I literally can't doubt
Give people inches, and they want miles
So now they got the mile they done worked out
These cats don't even walk round
Me, I'm not the one to give length, lessons in good faith
That's the only way until my plural a good grace
You're saying he rap, but none of his interior wood grain
Those be the cats that tried to make me 'shamed of my good grades
But I'm in a good place
Hell of a good day
I told you [?] and Gallo for mellow was a good trade
(Ayy)

Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world

You ever seen a real world panty raider pay for a lap dance?
Fat chance
It's all fun and games when they making it clap, man
Until they give you the clap: these are the facts, man
Or these are the facts, ma'am
Be the same low standards I can't stand
Why the jakes so fat, come to break up the fat jam?
I guess that they looked up to both Jake and the Fatman
I used to wanna see Mayweather vs. Pac-Man
But grew tired of that scam
I used to get stoned with rebels in badlands
But left my stone days, peace, Pebbles and Bam-Bam
The era of Hanna-Barbera
I became appalled, not having the balls to meet the pall bearer
And I, started with the man in the mirror
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world
Yo, yo interference don't give you the world, give you the world