Renditions Of Reality Lyrics

Hoes wanna straddle me

Playa haters wanna battle me

But I shed em all like calories

Prophecy preacher

Lend your ear and I'll reach ya

And if your willing to be taught I'ma teach ya

I'm not a people person

Truth is I can't stand too many people

So many fake the funk and perpetrate and call me evil

But evil is a harsh word.

Tell the mockingbird that I said it

A man of my word I won't regret it

If I let it get to me like it get to them I'm no better.

The same message over and over with different sender

Playa hatin is an art of a scandalous and shabby person

Some do it oh so well

I'll be damned if they don't rehearse it.

Disperse it to people like me and you everyday

And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away

And now I pray for an end to the madness

No more sadness shall fall to my people

That preside to be the baddest

And all that they do and say

But overshadowed by a cloud turnin night to day

It's so tremendous that you couldn't even walk away

If you chose to

You even supposed to watch the ones you close too

Now that's insane

Tell me will it change

I'm confused, not a thing to lose

This shit is far from positive

And saddens like the booze

Payin dues ain't the only part of duties

That bestowedto the chosen

Spittin lyrics in the microphone

And dodgin playa haters till my temple hit the ceiling

And this how they got a nigga feeling

I done fell into reality

My renditions of reality

Call it bad or good,wrong or right

Believe in me

Believe in me and I'll believe in you

One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of bricks

I'm feeling so sick, one of my dawgs passed and shit

I'm feelin like killin em all

But what's that solve?

He still gonna be dead in the morning, why take the fall

Inside I be so mad I'm finna burst

Instead of a Chevys

My homie's rollin in the back of a hearse.

You know it's worse

It's too hard to cope with some days

Murderous ways leavin me sick and in a daze

Comatose, completely tore up

Nerves be so bad I wanna throw up

I'm bout to blow up

In a rage

I need to talk, nobody wanna listen

On the corner, murder mindstate condition

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Pull the trigger

Stress got the best of suicide

Pour out some liquor

Another grave digga gets paid

Digging a grave for senseless ways .

Keep to ourself and stay paid

All of my dawgs can't die,

I visit the sky and reminisce when I'm high

I'm never gonna lie I got love for my peoples

Dead or Alive

Or we can smoke out in the ride in my memory

Yeah

Reality is just a fragment

A fragment of our souls

My eyes are closed

My head is spinnin

My head is spinnin

I don't know.

This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down rydas

Keep it in your clique, fuck the Outsiders

People hatin' on everything and everything's the same

Everybody is a player and life is a silly game

It's a damn shame daddy died eleven years today.

I wonder if he know I'm doin' straight

Could you tell him something

If you see my pops before I do

Let him know that he's remembered by my crew

And everyday in my mind, any place, any time

Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign

I walk around, nobody knows what I do

Sealing fates and date rapes

As my body transcends through this portal of life

Smokin blunts, wrongin my rights

I live for the night

Because I melt in the light

Completely out of sight

For facts so unknown

So grotesque never stated on microphones

So alone in this fucked up world, it sucks dick

Everybody got a problem with somethin

Well you can bet

I'll be the last one

More like the last dragon of sorts

To ever let this world contort their way of thinking

It's so essential it gives us all the potential

To take over the world, in our mentals

If I can't live my life the way I wanna live my life

Then why can't I die.

Why can't I die

My renditions of reality

Bad or good, wrong or right

Yeah (Reality is a fragment inside my soul)

Believe in me (My eyes are closed, head spinnin and I don't know

(It's just reality, bad or good, wrong or right

Believe in me and I'll believe in you)

My rendition of reality

(And everything's tight)

Reality is a fragment inside my soul

My eyes are closed, head spinnin and I don't know, and I don't know, and I don't know...

Twiztid Renditions Of Reality