Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reality, artist - Da Youngsta's. Album song No Mercy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2008
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Reality |
Well I get up in the morning shower up and take a drive |
I’m feeling kinda good cause its good to be alive |
The radio is playing («Its so hard to say goodbye») |
It makes me think of all my homies that died |
Pain in my heart frustration in my mind |
Is my kind or is man blind |
I see my black sister sellin booty in the street |
(Do she wanna get high?) Or do her kids need to eat |
I creep; |
later along I see more drama |
(Oh Lord) What a brother got to do to make a dollar? |
Sellin more cain than the little stick up kids |
Innocent fix in the middle |
Kitty gotta body at a party now we lives upstate |
To late to change a great mistake |
Thoughts crowd my mind as it gets colder |
Cops pull me over cause I’m in a Range Rover |
I never sweat it; |
forget it that’s how it be |
Cause where I’m livin yo its reality |
Everything I see (is reality) |
Cops harassin (is reality) |
In my city (is reality) |
Scratching: Life as a shorty shouldn’t be so rough |
(reality, its reality) |
Everything I see is reality |
In the ghettos across the country |
(Come follow me) |
Brothers on the block shootin craps (yelling) |
Watch out they bustin caps |
Cops frustrated cause I’m not doin 30 |
They stop me for what? |
Illegal search |
Keep on shiftin your eyes G |
Because you can’t find nothing on me |
I’m not guilty |
I guess its reality in the city |
Everybody wants to be like Frank Nitty |
I mean really, yo I feel a little pity |
But I just sit back relax and hit the Philly |
Meditatin yo I’m another state N |
But I ain’t to far from this, I’m still relatin |
To the streets where I was born and raised in |
I peeped too many things, ain’t nothing amazin |
Its real, brothers got their hands on the steel |
Killin other brothers for the thrill (For Real) |
My next-door neighbor just went into the labor |
Another little child who might grow awhile |
Then again, will he make it when he’s older? |
Never knew his moms and pop when they were sober |
(Project livin ain’t nothing to laugh at) |
Rat-A-Tat-Tat watch out for the black tech |
Which way is out? |
Is it the gates of hell? |
Or a jail cell, or getting a job doin well |
I excel I’m just a young brother tryin to make it |
I worked too hard for a fool tryin to take it |
Livin in the badlands step to bat and |
Hurtin the mind now you wanna be a bad man |
Everything I see (is reality) |
On my block, downtown, and even in my family |
Ain’t no escape like Alcatraz |
The inner city is past, only the strong will last |
Scratching: Life as a shorty shouldn’t be so rough |
Be so rough (3X) |
Rough (3X) |
Life as a shorty shouldn’t be so rough (2X) |