Pinocchio Story (Freestyle Live From Singapore)

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'd sacrifice real life

For all the fame and flashing lights?

Do you think I'd 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 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

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 looking for something out there, trying to 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 to say, "Where's my camera?"

For everybody that sees you to say, "Sign a autograph"

For everybody that sees you crying, say you ought to laugh

You ought to 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 living at home and this was all a big dream

And the fame will be that call

And the day I moved to LA

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

And when, uh, the Benz was left, and the clothes was left

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

Thinking 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