Untitled Lyrics - Kanye West

Wise man say, wise man say 

Wise man say 

You'll never figure out real love 

Never figure out real love 

You'll never figure out real love 

It's so crazy, crazy-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 real 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 

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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 

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It's funny 

Pinocchio, lied, and that's what kept him from it 

I tell the truth, and I keep running 

It's like I'm lookin for something out there, tryna 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 one can really feel 

Do you really have the stamina? 

For everybody that sees you that say, "Where's my camera?" 

For everybody that sees you, to say sign a autograph 

For everybody that sees you cryin', say you oughta laugh 

You oughta laugh!? 

I just wanna be a real boy 

Pinocchio's story goes, I just wanna be a real boy 

Pinocchio's 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 uh, the Benz was left, and the clothes was left 

And the hoes was left, you talk the hoes to death 

Thinkin' the money to death 

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