What's Real? - Gorilla Voltage

You got your fancy clothes on

And all your diamond rings

You praise your god, yeah he god

And chase your Lamborghini dreams

It doesn’t matter what the cost

It doesn’t matter what the means

They’ll bury you in your facade

As if it is what it seems to be

Tell me what’s real

These cars?

These clothes?

This fame?

Can you tell me what’s real?

These frauds?

These foes?

Your bane?

Can you tell me what’s real?

These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine

Can you tell me what’s real?

This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink

Can you tell me what’s real?

Pain was the only thing I’d ever known that was real

I could touch it and taste 'em, must grow

I could feel all my fuck its and faking a nice home

But I peel back stats with nothing at all

A bucket to fall and drown out all of my wrongs

And it’s gone with the winds of change

I had to go and place love at the front of the race

I can’t go fake blood and my father in the cot

Till my doctor hit pause and then follow him way to grace

Pray for faith, may they take

Transcend the badlands and mound in space

Pull it no longer, gotta pull on my cage

No ratchets are found on the land with little rage

Old trap up outta the land with no gaze

Throw 'em back with the sucker free song to say

It goes

Want to live by each other’s happiness, not by each other’s misery

Will you want to hate and despise one another

In this world there is room for everyone

The dirt is rich and can provide for everyone

The way of life could be free and beautiful

But we have lost the way

Greed has imprisoned souls

Has barricaded the world with hate

This boosts us into misery and hate

It doesn’t matter what the cost

It doesn’t matter what the means

They’ll bury you in your facade

As if it is what it seems to be

Tell me what’s real

These cars?

These clothes?

This fame?

Can you tell me what’s real?

These frauds?

And all those foes and your bane?

Can you tell me what’s real?

These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine

Can you tell me what’s real?

This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink

Can you tell me what’s real?

Pain was the only thing I’d ever know that’s real

This ain’t no holy road

My knife at the end of the road, blowing smoke

On the razor’s edge

Can’t really tell if we really are friends

Too many pills and way too much coke

But I started hearing voices I’d never broke

This really real shit, top ramen at the top of my food

This where I get my wrist slit

Depression be the daily deal, angry clenched fists

A tank ribs if I don’t slip and I’d seem to loathe this

Lessons in truth but no true bless