Lyrics:
I left life along time ago
Traded reality for the steady flow of MPCs and kick drums
Kick one and went numb
Make emcees fall to they knees
Free
gravy, but I want right to the throne
Cause rather reggae, R&B or rap I write to the song
Oh jiggy bitches ain't nothing to me, I slap them down
Real
confused
Too Phat breaking up be blowing up in the news
Ain't prepared to leave this rap game only roll with the best
Only gon' stop rapping when they lay me
While I stayed harpin' over how I sharpen my blade
By trade tryin' to snatch a dream out a nightmare
Reality out a dream even though it seem I'm right
Yeah
Yo, everyday I'd watch the older dudes pitch on the corner
And smoked blunts, I'd walk by and catch a whiff from the odor
Empty Henny
be
No human trysts reality
I don't blow shit out of proportion
I don't float this side of the border (do what you do)
I contort language it's a strange
And that's a damn shame, people entertained by pain
I think I'm only selling records, cause I'm going through it mayn
I received a phone call, from my old man
the process of amputation
All cerebral penetration must cease
I release a form of verbal death that by far
Will leave your whole mental scared
Chorus]
the gangstas know
Its been a long hard road and I had a way to go
When I was young I was labeled as a basket case
And every one walked by me got the gas face
people skewered and leaks ya fluids
into the streets and sewers, if by chance God sees me do it
Should shoot a big hole down to Hell and lead me to it
him watch him twirl
Like whirlwinds into a curl
More than mediocre
My rap score track from darkness
Tracks is heartless
I'm a dog shit regardless
Fly
your bed
You should be clapped in your head 'cause you'd be happier dead
You little pussies get choked to death with a Cotex
You're dying little by
To bringin' this Crip shit from the streets to reality
They call me the big
Bad-ass Blue Rag who sag
And carry a 4-4 mag
Cause it's a fee, a fi, a fo, a fum
Ghidra has arrived, you guys could take five
By the time it's over, no snakes alive
Take the dive, I'm tellin' you, you better off
Then up against
Six years go by and you n***** praise it like ya' knees needless
Everybody talkin bout' they love but reality hit they don't mean it
Complaining bout
adidas for days
This style of living so lame, I'd appreciate honesty than just faking the game
This world just got me amazed, never facing reality steady
you
and by the way nicole is my name
so i slipped him my number
showed him how i spit the game
Chorus:
call me...when u need someone to talk to
call
I'm not attacking you
I don't have to do nothin', the rapper's start smackin' you
Maybe I should just give you a taste of reality
Welcome to my art show
reality
Verse 1:
Now we can do this, if you don't tell nobody
We can make it happen now and it can be so sweet
Set your body free, wont you to come with
that
I'm ready for action the camera on me like a speed trap
Was hit by a car it almost ended my life
Brought me back to reality made me sit and think
Lets instead set goals
That go farther than
Mortal minds can comprehend
Surpass it by 10
Still I'm not satisfied with the ends
Know my anger could
that pulls till you break
If your above send your blessing this way
Write a lot of raps
Saying how I’m balling
But in reality I am still falling
Paycheck
slave
Relying on lies to make our minds feel safe
Like life after death, this reality a real waste
Knees weak kneel 24/7 to get to heavens gate
Demons
Yeah uh huh
I gotta feel it yeah, uh
I'm almost done with this rap thing
Sick and tired of the acting
These niggas lying, that's a fact, King
They
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