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10 years ago
R.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthThese are the streetsShit is real out hereThis ain't no fuckin' jokeI lived in a spot called Millbrooke ProjectsThe original, criminal minded, rap topicWith twenty cents in my pocket, I saw the lightIf you're young gifted and black, you got no rightsYour only true right is a right to a fightAnd not a fair fight, I wake up wonderin' who died last nightEveryone and everything is at warMakin' my poetic expression hardcoreI ain't afraid to say it and many can't get with itAt times in my life, I was a welfare recipientI ate the free cheese, while the church said believeAnd went to school everyday, like a goddamn foolWell anyway, here I am, chillin' at the partyBrothers lookin' at me like they wanna kill somebodyA cypher manifested in the center of the jamI got to show these wack rappers really who I amIt's me against them, so, I clear the phlegmAnd wage the war, hardcore to the endFor someone lookin' inside, yeah, from the outIt seems like disrespect is what rap is all aboutBut hip-hop as a culture is really what we give itBut sometimes the culture contradicts how we live it'Cause every black kid lives two and three livesThe city's a jungle, only the strong will surviveR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthEvery single day, I hear lie after lieLike, "Black people don't die, we multiply"So, when I kick a rhyme, I represent how I feelThe sacred street art of keepin' it realWhy I gotta listen to somebody else?How they got wealth, let me talk about myselfBut all I really got is hip-hop and a glockThe results are obvious if I'm confined to my blockOccasionally, in the city I'm releasedTo meet other beasts, lookin' for the feastWe grunt and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets thinner"Yo, yo, there he go, him", there's the dinnerWhite meat, carryin' a bag of some sortLife is short, white meat is quickly caughtA scuffle, a muffle, yet none of us hesitatedLike Mother Africa, white meat is violatedWe quickly disappear like Santa's little elvesAnd go into a area to fight amongst ourselvesWe say, "Peace" 'cause that's what we really wantA piece of the pie that America flauntsR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthOh, shitThe truth is that police must serve and protectR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. is, black youth is shown no respectThe truth is, government has a war against drugsR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. is, government is ruled by thugsWith all this technology, above and underHumanity still hunts down one anotherRappers display artistic cannibalismThrough lyricism, we fight each other over rhythmThrough basic animal instincts, we thinkSo, the battle for mental territory is glory, end of storyR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthR.E.A.L.I.T.Y. ain't always the truthRhymes Equal Actual Life In The YouthYeahThese are the streetsShit is real out hereThis ain't no fuckin' joke