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Real (feat. Vermintide) Video (MV)




Performed By: Gino Morino
Language: English
Length: 3:55
Written by: Drew Hiltbrand, Thomas Whelton




Gino Morino - Real (feat. Vermintide) Lyrics
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I've been quiet, but you didn't think it was over, did you?
Because this is the age of Mr. Motherf*ckin' Gino Morino
If you think you're gonna stand in my way here's some News
You aren't
I sit down and sigh like it's compulsory
Listen to my music to numb the plastic upholstery
And nobody's close to me cause my holster's real close to me
And everyone opposes me, can't stand tall like I'm supposed to be
You know I'm up late working where sleeps supposed to be
Blue light rads leaving my eyes with burns of the third degree
I don't go out of town to get my shit writ overseas
And I ain't ever said shit that wasn't the truth straight
And if I wasn't focused on the facts I wouldn't be up late
But I guess everyone around me thinks I'm dead weight
I guess there's some bitches out there that need to be scared straight
I used these chords on Casino Morino
If you think I f*ck around I will bust up Torino
But they call me Godfather cause I know some respect
If you f*ck with my crew then you are gonna get, wrecked
It ain't surprising that these bitches merchandising
Always analyzing how they're gonna f*cking try me
And I know I'm grimy, crusty, slimy
But my watch is f*cking shiny
And I don't take no bullshit
She lost her phone but that's a different bitch
She can't call her marketing team to change her pitch
Where'd the beat go?
I'll finish this line, f*ck it
You're the definition of backwards you trailer trash hick
So I guess she can't help being stuck with a guy that sucks his own dick
I'm sorry if it hurts but it's the truth
To make it up let me tell you a story from my youth
Back when I mistook the song of death for youthful exuberance
Which is probably why as a kid I didn't cry at the funeral
Or both, and why I was scared to speak on stage
So I couldn't get the word out that because they died they were saved
And how everyone sitting there all depressed were enslaved
By evil thoughts praised by the f*cking depraved
Like yourself, you're gonna want a divorce
But Uh Oh, Oh No, you married a horse
They jumped down, we're overrun but we can't quit until the job is done
This is no f*cking fun I'm just a hired f*cking gun
Which is why I'm standing here shouting, screaming "FUCK THE WORLD"
Because every time I did something I thought I was proud of I got burned
And nothing can stop me because the tables have turned
You yearn to suffer but you haven't f*cking learned
You haven't yet earned your return to the Earth which confirms my suspicions
That even when I'm in the kitchen, you're still bitching
I used these chords on Casino Morino
If you think I f*ck around I will bust up Torino
But they call me Godfather cause I know some respect
If you f*ck with my crew then you are gonna get, wrecked
It ain't surprising that these bitches merchandising
Always analyzing how they're gonna f*cking try me
And I know I'm grimy, crusty, slimy
But my watch is f*cking shiny
And I don't take no bullshit
Not from you, not from anyone
Night's here better luck up
Night's here better buck up
As long as I'm still breathing you better shut the f*ck up
I got my ski goggles on, and I'm about to jump in the toilet
Yessir
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I've been quiet, but you didn't think it was over, did you?
Because this is the age of Mr. Motherf*ckin' Gino Morino
If you think you're gonna stand in my way here's some News
You aren't
I sit down and sigh like it's compulsory
Listen to my music to numb the plastic upholstery
And nobody's close to me cause my holster's real close to me
And everyone opposes me, can't stand tall like I'm supposed to be
You know I'm up late working where sleeps supposed to be
Blue light rads leaving my eyes with burns of the third degree
I don't go out of town to get my shit writ overseas
And I ain't ever said shit that wasn't the truth straight
And if I wasn't focused on the facts I wouldn't be up late
But I guess everyone around me thinks I'm dead weight
I guess there's some bitches out there that need to be scared straight
I used these chords on Casino Morino
If you think I f*ck around I will bust up Torino
But they call me Godfather cause I know some respect
If you f*ck with my crew then you are gonna get, wrecked
It ain't surprising that these bitches merchandising
Always analyzing how they're gonna f*cking try me
And I know I'm grimy, crusty, slimy
But my watch is f*cking shiny
And I don't take no bullshit
She lost her phone but that's a different bitch
She can't call her marketing team to change her pitch
Where'd the beat go?
I'll finish this line, f*ck it
You're the definition of backwards you trailer trash hick
So I guess she can't help being stuck with a guy that sucks his own dick
I'm sorry if it hurts but it's the truth
To make it up let me tell you a story from my youth
Back when I mistook the song of death for youthful exuberance
Which is probably why as a kid I didn't cry at the funeral
Or both, and why I was scared to speak on stage
So I couldn't get the word out that because they died they were saved
And how everyone sitting there all depressed were enslaved
By evil thoughts praised by the f*cking depraved
Like yourself, you're gonna want a divorce
But Uh Oh, Oh No, you married a horse
They jumped down, we're overrun but we can't quit until the job is done
This is no f*cking fun I'm just a hired f*cking gun
Which is why I'm standing here shouting, screaming "FUCK THE WORLD"
Because every time I did something I thought I was proud of I got burned
And nothing can stop me because the tables have turned
You yearn to suffer but you haven't f*cking learned
You haven't yet earned your return to the Earth which confirms my suspicions
That even when I'm in the kitchen, you're still bitching
I used these chords on Casino Morino
If you think I f*ck around I will bust up Torino
But they call me Godfather cause I know some respect
If you f*ck with my crew then you are gonna get, wrecked
It ain't surprising that these bitches merchandising
Always analyzing how they're gonna f*cking try me
And I know I'm grimy, crusty, slimy
But my watch is f*cking shiny
And I don't take no bullshit
Not from you, not from anyone
Night's here better luck up
Night's here better buck up
As long as I'm still breathing you better shut the f*ck up
I got my ski goggles on, and I'm about to jump in the toilet
Yessir
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Writer: Drew Hiltbrand, Thomas Whelton
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