Reality Lyrics by Tha Dogg Pound

Reality Lyrics


    What is reality?
    Motherfuckers out here don't know shit
    They ain't tryin to know shit
    Just a dumb motherfucker out here tryin to represent
    Get my motherfuckin paper
    You don't think so? well then fuck you hoe
    Cause i'm ridin on trucks, banked all that type of shit
    Gotta get paid motherfucker

    [kurupt]
    Fuck dreamin the same dreams, bein down for the same team
    When it seems to be reality is just a dream
    Eye to eye, the colors that i wear is do or die
    When i walk down the street, will i meet evil in disguise
    So, i tote a fo'-fo' with hollow tips
    While my mind tellin me 'should i not', or 'should i peel it?'
    What i represent god only knows what lies for myself
    Jealousy and hatred niggaz is out for my wealth
    Will i perish? later selfish for the rest of my life
    Cause those who live wrong is bound to live a short life
    Will money be the root of my destruction?
    Without the money i can't even seem to function

    [dat nigga daz]
    Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
    There's nowhere for me to hide from reality
    As complex as the situation gets
    I remain i maintain, ain't that much strain
    To make me twist myself like kurt cobain
    Ahh shit, i don't believe this
    Some niggaz that i fucked with tryin to pull a twist
    But ain't that much twistin in existance
    And this is how you show me love
    It shows me exactly what money's capable of
    Now is it that expenses that make you wanna catch me slippin
    And pay a visit, cause this is, for all my homies
    (all my homies) for jackers only
    Come twist, to the fools in l.a. that know me
    I'm back with the fifth of henn
    Kurupt and dat nigga daz on the mash again

    Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
    There's nowhere for me to hide from reality (reality)
    *repeat 2x*

    [dat nigga daz]
    I give it to you like it is, got no time for no games
    In the world of madness, will my composure be the same
    Will my friends be around when they rush me in the ground
    A lost soul lost forever, never ever to be found
    Life ain't what it seems, for the niggaz full of schemes
    On the hood full of cash don't wanna blast for the green
    These six bitches wanna get a nigga caught up
    For what, a simple nut, a simple fuck

    [kurupt]
    Daily it enhances the penetentiary chances
    To survive in nineteen ninety-five
    So i got nineteen ninety-five ways
    To survive nowadays
    Time and time again, i bust a rhyme again
    Cause i'ma get in deeper shit if i convert to crime again
    Out to mentally convert me, the same niggaz out to hurt me
    It irks me, strenuous controversy
    What's next on the list to complete
    After all this shit that popped off on the street
    And all eyes on me, but i won't change sides
    Cause what i represent i represent til i die (til i die)
    It's time for me, to grab a tall glass of (hennesey, hennesey)

    [tray dee]
    Ya see my ways is to phase all them niggaz that try me
    Leave em layin stiff if they ain't on iv's (beep, beep)
    I beez the hardest, regardless fool
    Livin life day and night stayin hard and cruel
    Keep my cool, until my mood abruptly switch
    Then i'm on a niggaz ass like bumpy zits (that's right)
    It's no remorse when you cross my course
    I'm not a hunter, but take a nigga out for sports
    Don't resorts, to thinkin you could get with this
    Or you will be a eulogy if you insist to diss
    Mista tray dee, from l.o.n.g.
    B.e.a.c.h., where the hardest gangstas be
    Twenty-first was the worstest turf on the earth
    Yet i feel i was meant to represent from birth
    Til i die, you wonder why it ain't no secret
    Motherfuckers best be in love with this g shit

    Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
    Nowhere for me to hide from reality *3x in woman's voice (rage?)*
    *continues with variations*

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