Reals & Fakes

Are everywhere you turn these dayz...
And the fucked up thing about it...
You really can't tell which is which!
The fakes try n act real but show they tru colors eventualy...
And the reals keep you at a distance....

Its fucked up 2!
People claim they the realest but can't prove it...
Those that are real don't gotta prove shyt!!!
But the ones that say they want a "real one" don't really know what being real means!

I'd try to break this one down like I did with Love...
But it would be so many disagreements...

I feel being real...
Is jus being you...
Doin what chu feel works 4 you...
Not pretending to be somin that you kno you not...

Fuck how the others think and feel about what your doin!

If you workin at Micky D...
Niggas might laugh!
Crack jokes!
And make mad fun of ya...
But when I boils down to it...
You got a check...
And they got a few laughs....
Get Money!

Being real is...
Being Realistic!!!!
Don't got my dictonary with me (I'm in Florida right now) so I couldn't give you the CORRECT deffinition...
But I kinda do kno that it means setting a achivable postion or goal (somebody get that def. For me...I wanna know now...)

So I figure...
If your being realistic in everything you do...
Keep doin what makes you YOU...
Keep lies under ya foot and truths over ya tounge...
How can you go wrong???

Here's how...
Fake ass...
Triflin ass...
Lyin ass...
Lazy ass...
Ugly ass...
Dumb ass
Fake ass...
(One more tyme!!!)
Watered down assed mothafuckas!!!!

They fuck it up for them real ones 4realz...
As a rapper...
I can paint you a picture n black n white and make you see it n color....
But them fake one!!!
They trace a Piccaso and then have you to belive its theirs....
And the sad thing is....
You Do!!!!
Its crazy...
But tru!
(That rhymed...I'm the shyt!!!)

Jus think about it...
How many tymes have you been in a relationship with somebody or know somebody who was jus that deal!!!!
Everything about that person is jus on point!!!!
Everything you could eva want!!!
Eva need!!!
Shiiid!
Yall bout to get married....
Soon as they get a job...
Or move out they momma crib...
Or start payin bills...
Or quit bein so damn lazy....
Or do somin constructive....
Or stop lyin so damn much...
Or quit hidin secrets....
Or spend tyme they used to with cha...
Or stop abusin you...
Or.... (I could keep goin but I feel you get the ideal)
Its like damn!
Where the fuck THIS person come from?
You aint the one I first met!

But being dumb...
Nah...
Its somin else...
Ill say...
Feelin lost....
So...
Feelin lost, you want to try n figure out what happened...
What went wrong...
And the fake one has you 2 belive its YOU that's the problem...
Its my fault...
Where did I go wrong...
How can I fix it...
Its me...
You kno...
Jus makin up mad excuses...
But once you realize that your not the problem its too late...
Damage has been done and your left hurt...
You move on being more careful of the next "real one" you come across
But after a while...
You so defensive that you don't give a real one a chance when its offered...
So you keep em a distance...

Me...
I don't claim to be the realest...
But I'm real wit mines!
Ill tell it like it is...
Or how I feel it is...
I aint got shyt to hide!!!!
I feel this way...
If you heard somin but me...
Don't keep it to yaself...
Spread rumors...
Ask me!!
Come to the source...

You be suprised how much I don't give a fuck...
Don't get me wrong...
I'm the sweetest guy in the world (ask my ex's)
But I say what's on my mind...
Good or bad...
Don't really care if its somin you don't wanna hear....
If you was scared of what I might say...
Don't ask me!!!
I don't play games
Don't sugar coat nuttin
Why?
It don't make me look better...
Damn sho don't make me feel better...
I guess I'm this way cause my momma is...
She just too real...
Spent tyme in jail for not snitchin and sellin (lil kim aint got shyt on sandra vick!!)
But what I'm gettin at is...

At what cost is it to be real?
Well...
I don't know about you...
But for me...
I got a new job...
I'm gettin a house soon...
I got my own car...
2 cell phones (which number YOU got?)
Like 5 different businesses...
5 bank accounts...
I own property...
And I gotta damn Dog!! (Chico,mi amigo grande!)
And what did it cost me?
Shyt...
If you ask me...
Nothing!!!
I don't deal with people who show even the slightest sign of fear of change...
Fuck a female with know JOB!!!
Fuck you if ya broke!!!
No future plans?
Aww so sad...
I can't fucks wit cha!!!
A prepaid phone?
Boost is not cute!
A lot of people fall under those n more...
And I don't fuck with em...
My address book gets smaller by the day...
I don't care tho...
I love gettin rid of fakes n phoneys...
Its my job...
My tolerence is not high...
You couldn't tell tho...
But choose ya words when ya talk to me or you can be on a list thas oh so hard to get off...

So I leave you with this...
Reals & Fakes...
Do you know the difference?
If you don't...
It could cost you more than you could imagine...

About my name change...
I figure...
I'm not Young any more...
I've grown since I took on the name Young Nuk...
More mature...
I make grown decisions...
Even tho I'm not perfect I still am not as young as I once was....
With that said...
My new rap name is...
Nuk!
Thas it...
Aka The Young Man Nuk....
On my 1st two LPs ill still be Young Nuk seein as I wrote all the songs under that name and mind frame...
But with the 3rd thas when the change will officially be in effect...
Haha!
Thought its was gonna be somin different huh?
Shid Nük been my nickname sice I was born...
How could I change that?

Well that's it...
I won't be posting anotha blog the month
I like this one...
So ill be postin it all month...
I jus wanna see peoples opinion about being real...
If they even got one...

So until September...
Peaces!!!

And to all the females on the Myspace...
When you done hollerin @ boys
Speak 2 The Young Man

Nük