Let's Get Real

Let’s get real, let’s get rough,
Gotta get growin' when the going gets tough
I ain't afraid the dark 'cause that’s the stuff
That forces me to face my dirty demons
Straight up

Let’s get real, let’s get rough,
Gotta get growin’ when the going gets tough
I ain’t afraid the dark ’cause that’s the stuff
That forces me to face my dirty demons
Straight up

So hot tonight
Close all the windows
Turn off the lights
Cause I wanna take a step, a leap,
A trek, a journey
Cause I got a yearning
To do some self-learning
Attacking me
All these thoughts distracting me
But I’m not afraid to go
Where no man’s never gone before
Down to the depths of my soul
That God don’t even know

I’m good at
Hiding my monsters under my bed
I’m good at
Hanging my self-doubt over my head
Good
Dreaming up stuff that I want to do
Good
At not taking the steps to make them true

Been afraid of the dark so I’m up at night
Let’s be real I’m afraid whether dark or light
Have a smile on my face when I talk to you
Though I try as I may I’m still judging you
People think I’m so sweet and so sensitive

But I’m numbed on my anger like a sedative
F**k you punk b*tch
I sensor it
Only Sam that you know is edited

Let’s get real, let’s get rough,
Gotta get growin’ when the going gets tough
I ain’t afraid the dark ’’cause that’s the stuff
That forces me to face my dirty demons
Straight up

Shh, silence.
With these lines I let go of some violent
Venomous toxins locked in me
Tucked away lies, so the truth won't see
Worried that I’m not worthy
Skinny little white-boy, a bit too girly
Now that I’m worldly
I feel the weight on my shoulders
They tell me I’m gonna be great when I’m older
But what the hell am I now?
I’m not doin’ enough

Get real
Get rough
Get loud

I ain’t too proud, more so ashamed
I fear I fail to live up to my family name
It’s twisted this concept of perfection
Trying to give everyone what their expecting
I fear rejection, afraid of success
Hollerin’ at the heavens,
"I resent being blessed"
Yes, I face the devils of my self-made hell
’Cause that’s the first step to getting well

I know I got a hot flow
We drop a hot show
But I feel I’m living my life
In Final Cut Pro
Click, drag, cut, and paste
Son, you never see the true me
You wouldn’t like me
If y’all really knew me
That’s what I say to me
Everyday I’m hated me
I realize now it’s not you
I’m afraid of me
But that’s just the way it be
But that’s what I say to me
I try to save myself
But my thoughts keep betraying me

Sammy, don’t you know that things move in cycles?
The way that boy Usher be ampin’ like Michael?”

I’ll recycle any vinyl
To get you tappin like spinal
Better hand me the title
Or sammy getting homicidal
From the first to the final
Yo I guess that it’s primal
That we all wanna be
The next American Idol
But it’s vital
That I take the time to see
That the shit I hate in you lives in me
I said it’s vital
That I take the time to see
That the shit I hate in you
Lives in me
!

Let’s get real, let’s get rough,
Gotta get growin' when the going gets tough
I ain’t afraid the dark ’cause that’s the stuff
That forces me to face my dirty demons
Straight up

Let’s get real
Let’s get rough
Gotta get growin’
When the going gets tough

Ain’t no monsters beneath my bed
They’re in my head