Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Reality Check, artist - Lunar C.
Date of issue: 14.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Reality Check |
Having a conscience is a weakness when the enemies you have don’t |
Sometimes you gotta stoop to their level to be in control |
So even if I got to beg steal or borrow |
I’ll do what I need to do to get to see tomorrow |
Some have eyes in the back of their head |
But some people are blind so it has to be said |
If you think you’ll get by just by having respect |
Well this is your reality check, motherfucker |
Yo |
There’s no one I consider as my equal |
Find me on twitter starting a race war against white people |
I’m not racist or fascist |
What is homophobic? |
Who the fuck’s afraid of a faggot? |
Maybe I shoulda been a stain on mattress |
Instead of raised as a bastard |
And left to play in the traffic |
These cocky amateurs must be sniffin' a dodgy batch |
They’re on my dick I’m so fuckin' sick of these copy cats |
I’ve got callouses on my thumbs from zippin' up body bags |
I lied if I said I do regret my actions |
I threw a temper tantrum |
Decided to shoot up Hefner’s mansion |
Choose some skets at random |
And fuck 'em while Hugh was held for ransom |
I need to succeed failure’s not worth comprehendin' |
And I don’t mean to brag I know it sounds condescendin' |
But they know I’m puttin' 'em to shame they should stop pretendin' |
I’m the only one goin' in like I blocked the entrance |
Having a conscience is a weakness when the enemies you have don’t |
Sometimes you gotta stoop to their level to be in control |
So even if I got to beg steal or borrow |
I’ll do what I need to do to get to see tomorrow |
Some have eyes in the back of their head |
But some people are blind so it has to be said |
If you think you’ll get by just by having respect |
Well this is your reality check, motherfucker |
Some of these dudes act like this shit is a fuckin' fashion show |
They’ll get toe tagged for trespassing in my battle zone |
Cro smoke lookin' like a steam from a dragon’s nose |
Eyes like camel toes |
Grade by the barrel load |
I don’t know why all these kids are copyin' me |
I ain’t got no swag I just wear whatever the sponsors give me |
The sqaud is shifty |
Rich kids showin' off is risky |
They’ll get left to slum it in the squat with diddly squat it’s grizzly |
Nothin' pretty 'bout the way we livin' |
Tryina play the system |
It’s a struggle just stayin' driven |
I want fans but I don’t want to hear the hate and dissin' |
I wanna get high but I don’t want to pay for piff and |
I wanna fuck bitches but I don’t wanna wake up with 'em |
You fail at everything and put it down to trial and error |
I don’t have the patience or the time and effort to play with these kids |
Like a child molester with a violent temper |
Having a conscience is a weakness when the enemies you have don’t |
Sometimes you gotta stoop to their level to be in control |
So even if I got to beg steal or borrow |
I’ll do what I need to do to get to see tomorrow |
Some have eyes in the back of their head |
But some people are blind so it has to be said |
If you think you’ll get by just by having respect |
Well this is your reality check, motherfucker |
Fucka fucka fucka fucka |
This is your reality che-che-check |
Mudda fucka |
Mudda fucka |
This is your reality che-che-check |
Mudda fucka |
Mudda fucka |
Mudda fucka |
Mudda mudda mudda fucka fucka fucka fucka |