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Pinocchio Story [Freestyle Live From Singapore]

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 aboutdo you think I sacrifice real life

for all the fame, like 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 YSL 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 a 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 want to be a real boy

They always say Kanye, he keeps it real boy

Pinocchio story is, I just want to be a real boy

Pinocchio 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 I'm looking for something out there trying to find something

I turn on the tv and see me and see nothingWhat does it feel like to live real life, to be real

Not some persona on T.V that no one can really feel

Do you really have the stamina?

For everybody that sees you, they say "Wheres my camera?"

For everybody that sees you, they say "Sign the autograph"

For everybody that sees you crying and says you ought to laugh, you ought 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 find her no more, I cant.

The only one that come out on the tour and stays

Back when I was living at home and this was all a big dreamAnd the fame will be got caught and the day I moved to L.A

Maybe that was all my fault, all my fault to be a real boy

Chasing the American Dream, chasing everything we seen, up on the tv screen

I went out, the Benz was left and the clothes was left, and the hoes was left you talk the hoes to death, you spend the doughs to death, and tell me what is left for a real boy?

They say, "Kanye you keep it too real, boy"

Perspective, and wise men say, "One day, you'll find your way"

The wise men say, "You'll find your way"

The wise men say, "You'll find your way"

The wise men say...

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