[Intro]
Wise man say
Wise man say
Wise man say

[Verse 1]
Do you think I'd sacrifice a real life
For all the fame and flashing lights?
Do you think I'd sacrifice a real life
For all the fame and flashing lights?
There is no Gucci I can buy
There is no Louis Vuitton to put on
There is no YSL that they could sell
To take my mind out of this jail
And my heart out of this hell
There are no clothes that I could buy
That could turn back in time
There is no vacation spot I could fly
That could bring back a piece of real life, real life
I ask you tonight: what does it feel like?
What does it feel like
I ask you tonight: what does it feel like to live a real life?

[Chorus]
I just wanna be a real boy
Pinocchio's story goes to be a real boy
Pinocchio's story goes to be a real boy
I just wanna be a real boy
[Verse 2]
The funny thing is
Pinocchio lied, and that's what kept him from it
I tell the truth and I-I keep running
It's like I'm looking out there, tryna find something
I looked on the TV and I see me and see nothing
So what does it feel like to live real life, to be real
Not some facade that no one can really feel
Do you really have the stamina?
For everybody that sees you that say: "wait a second, where's my camera?"
For everybody that sees you to say: "can you sign an autograph"
For everybody that sees you cryin' that say you oughta laugh
You oughta laugh
There is no Gucci I can buy
There is no Louis Vuitton to put on
There is no vacation spot that I could fly
That could bring back a piece of real life
Real life, real life
Real life, real life

[Verse 3 (freestyle)]
Don't miss, don't miss—
The camera's on, you gotta do it like, this—
And move your other leg like, this—
And uh, don't get nobody pissed
Aye n***a, aye n***a don't miss!
Everyday's the Super Bowl—
You better not miss!
Everyday is the playoffs or the championship, aye
N***a don't miss!
Because uh—
If you miss one step we gon', we gon' treat you like this
We gon' talk shit about you like this
We gon' beat you up like this
We gon' say that people don't like you
We gon' try to make the whole world hate you
Don't tell, don't never say what everybody else is thinking
N***a, n***a, n***a don't miss—
Walk perfectly in this town
And I feel down again, when I'm down again
And I'm down again
Can you imagine how many times they told me
That I would never work in this town again?
In this town again
And I felt down again, and I felt down again
And I felt down again, do you get it?
Can you imagine how many times they told me
I'd never work in this town again?
But now two nights at the Hollywood Bowl sold out!
Aye, don't let 'em bring you down, on't let 'em bring you down, down
It's more ways than they way to do it
And I'm here to prove it
I'm here to prove it, I'm here to prove it
I'm here to prove it
N***a don't miss, n***a don't miss
Walk like this, do it like this
Don't get nobody pissed
Walk like this, or we gon' beat you
Aye, aye, aye, aye
And they told me, told me
For 6 years that ain't nobody love me
And they told me, they told me
You better not show your face in public boy
They told me
Better stand still Emmett Till, better stand still Emmett Till
They told me, they told me, they told me
(They told me, they told me, they told me, they told me)
Like Pinocchio they must have lied
'Cause I feel so much love tonight
They must have lied 'cause I feel so much love tonight
Oh, they must have lied 'cause I feel so much love tonight
They must have lied 'cause I feel so much love tonight
They must have lied, lied