Reality - Tha Dogg Pound/Tray Deee.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Ricardo Emmanuel Brown
[00:00.87]What is reality?
[00:01.23]Mother****ers out here don't know shit
[00:06.54]They ain't tryin to know shit
[00:09.06]Just a dumb mother****er out here tryin to represent
[00:11.10]Get my mother****ing paper
[00:17.07]You don't think so? well then **** you hoe
[00:20.01]Cause i'm ridin on trucks, banked all that type of shit
[00:27.06]Gotta get paid mother****er
[00:27.96][kurupt]
[00:30.96]**** dreamin the same dreams, bein down for the same team
[00:34.08]When it seems to be reality is just a dream
[00:36.51]Eye to eye, the colors that i wear is do or die
[00:39.00]When i walk down the street, will i meet evil in disguise
[00:41.61]So, i tote a fo'-fo' with hollow tips
[00:44.13]While my mind tellin me 'should i not', or 'should i peel it?'
[00:46.68]What i represent god only knows what lies for myself
[00:49.35]Jealousy and hatred bitch is out for my wealth
[00:51.81]Will i perish? later selfish for the rest of my life
[00:54.36]Cause those who live wrong is bound to live a short life
[00:57.18]Will money be the root of my destruction?
[00:59.37]Without the money i can't even seem to function
[01:01.86][dat bitch daz]
[01:02.19]Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
[01:04.92]There's nowhere for me to hide from reality
[01:07.77]As complex as the situation gets
[01:09.96]I remain i maintain, ain't that much strain
[01:12.57]To make me twist myself like kurt cobain
[01:15.60]Ahh shit , i don't believe this
[01:17.70]Some bitches that I ****ed with tryin to pull a twist
[01:20.67]But ain't that much twistin in existance
[01:23.58]And this is how you show me love
[01:25.26]It shows me exactly what money's capable of
[01:28.41]Now is it that expenses that make you wanna catch me slippin
[01:31.74]And pay a visit, cause this is, for all my homies
[01:34.65](all my homies) for jackers only
[01:35.94]Come twist, to the fools in l.a. that know me
[01:39.09]I'm back with the fifth of henn
[01:40.71]Kurupt and dat bitch daz on the mash again
[01:43.41]Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
[01:46.20]There's nowhere for me to hide from reality (reality)
[02:02.31]*repeat 2x*
[02:02.49][dat bitch daz]
[02:03.93]I give it to you like it is, got no time for no games
[02:06.75]In the world of madness, will my composure be the same
[02:09.27]Will my friends be around when they rush me in the ground
[02:11.76]A lost soul lost forever, never ever to be found
[02:14.40]Life ain't what it seems, for the bitches full of schemes
[02:17.04]On the hood full of cash don't wanna blast for the green
[02:19.98]These six bitches wanna get a nigga caught up
[02:22.26]For what, a simple nut, a simple ****
[02:24.54][kurupt]
[02:24.81]Daily it enhances the penetentiary chances
[02:27.96]To survive in nineteen ninety-five
[02:30.42]So i got nineteen ninety-five ways
[02:33.09]To survive nowadays
[02:34.26]Time and time again, i bust a rhyme again
[02:36.87]Cause i'ma get in deeper shit if i convert to crime again
[02:39.93]Out to mentally convert me, the same bitches out to hurt me
[02:43.38]It irks me, strenuous controversy
[02:45.99]What's next on the list to complete
[02:48.06]After all this shit that popped off on the street
[02:50.67]And all eyes on me, but i won't change sides
[02:53.31]Cause what i represent i represent til i die (til i die)
[02:56.22]It's time for me, to grab a tall glass of (hennesey, hennesey)
[02:59.10][tray dee]
[03:00.78]Ya see my ways is to phase all them bitches that try me
[03:03.66]Leave em layin stiff if they ain't on iv's (beep, beep)
[03:06.39]I beez the hardest, regardless fool
[03:08.55]Livin life day and night stayin hard and cruel
[03:11.13]Keep my cool, until my mood abruptly switch
[03:13.71]Then I'm on a niggas ass like bumpy zits (that's right)
[03:16.80]It's no remorse when you cross my course
[03:18.84]I'm not a hunter, but take a bitch out for sports
[03:21.51]Don't resorts, to thinkin you could get with this
[03:23.97]Or you will be a eulogy if you insist to diss
[03:26.61]Mista tray dee, from l.o.n.g.
[03:29.16]B.e.a.c.h., where the hardest gangstas be
[03:31.65]Twenty-first was the worstest turf on the earth
[03:34.35]Yet i feel i was meant to represent from birth
[03:36.93]Til i die, you wonder why it ain't no secret
[03:39.72]Mother****ers best be in love with this g shit
[04:34.80]Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
[05:56.61]Nowhere for me to hide from reality *3x in woman's voice (rage?)*
[05:58.77]*continues with variations*