Wise men say (x3)You'll never figure out real love (x3)Its so crazyI got everything figured outBut for some reason I can never find what real love is aboutNo doubtEverything in the world figured outBut I can never seem to find what love was aboutDo you think I sacrifice, real lifeFor all the fame, and flashing lightsDo you think I sacrifice, a real lifeFor all the fame, and flashing lightsThere is no Gucci I can buyThere is no Louis Vuitton to put onThere is no Y.S.L. that they could sellTo get my heart, out of this hellAnd my mind, out of this jailThere is no clothes that I could buyThat could turn, back in timeThere is no vacation spot I could flyThat could bring back, a piece of real lifeReal life, what does it feel like?I ask you tonight, I ask you tonightWhat does it feel like, I ask you tonightTo live a real lifeI just wanna be a real boyThey always say "Kanye, he keeps it real boy"Pinocchio's story is, I just wanna be a real boyPinocchio's story goes, to be a real boyIts funny Pinocchio lied and that's what kept him from it?I tell the truth and I keep runningIts like im looking for something out there trying to find somethingI turn on the tv and see me and see nothingWhat does it feel like, to live real life, to be realNot some facade on tv that no can really feelDo you really have the staminafor everybody that sees you and to say wheres my cameraFor everybody that sees you to say sign an autographFor everybody that sees you crying and says you aught to laugh,you aught to laughI just want to be a real boy,Pinocchio story goes, I just want to be a real boyPinocchio story goesAnd there is no Gepetto, to guide meNo one, right beside meThe only one, was behind meI can't find her no more, I can't follow no moreI can't..The only one that come out on the tour and staysBack when I was livin at home and this was all a big dreamAnd the fame will be get gotAnd the day I moved to L.A., maybe that was all my faultAll my fault to be a real boy, chasin the American dreamChasin everything we seen, up on the Tv screenAnd when the Benz was left, and the clothes was leftAnd the hoes was left, you talk the hoes to deathThinkin' the money that the-You spend the dough to deathAnd tell me what be left, for a real boy!They say "Kanye, you keep it too real boy"Perspective, and wise man sayOne day, you'll find your wayThe wise man say, you'll find your wayThe wise man say, you'll find your wayWise man say
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Wise men say (x3)
You'll never figure out real love (x3)
Its so crazy
I got everything figured out
But for some reason I can never find what real love is about
No doubt
Everything in the world figured out
But I can never seem to find what love was about
Do you think I sacrifice, real life
For all the fame, and flashing lights
Do you think I 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 Y.S.L. that they could sell
To get my heart, out of this hell
And my mind, out of this jail
There is 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, what does it feel like?
I ask you tonight, I ask you tonight
What does it feel like, I ask you tonight
To live a real life
I just wanna be a real boy
They always say "Kanye, he keeps it real boy"
Pinocchio's story is, I just wanna be a real boy
Pinocchio's story goes, to be a real boy
Its funny Pinocchio lied and that's what kept him from it?
I tell the truth and I keep running
Its like im looking for something out there trying to find something
I turn on the tv and see me and see nothing
What does it feel like, to live real life, to be real
Not some facade on tv that no can really feel
Do you really have the stamina
for everybody that sees you and to say wheres my camera
For everybody that sees you to say sign an autograph
For everybody that sees you crying and says you aught to laugh,
you aught to laugh
I just want to be a real boy,
Pinocchio story goes, I just want to be a real boy
Pinocchio story goes
And there is no Gepetto, to guide me
No one, right beside me
The only one, was behind me
I can't find her no more, I can't follow no more
I can't..
The only one that come out on the tour and stays
Back when I was livin at home and this was all a big dream
And the fame will be get got
And the day I moved to L.A., maybe that was all my fault
All my fault to be a real boy, chasin the American dream
Chasin everything we seen, up on the Tv screen
And when the Benz was left, and the clothes was left
And the hoes was left, you talk the hoes to death
Thinkin' the money that the-
You spend the dough to death
And tell me what be left, for a real boy!
They say "Kanye, you keep it too real boy"
Perspective, and wise man say
One day, you'll find your way
The wise man say, you'll find your way
The wise man say, you'll find your way
Wise man say
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