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Correct Slip Into Reality Lyrics
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Correct Slip Into Reality
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You've just slipped into reality where guns crash And drug raids is an everyday thing when the nuts hang They don't even got a name fame don't mean nothin' Only the cash flow it ain't black or white it's called rich or poor Now you know me the are. O. C. My name never commited a crime Try to walk the strait path intertwine while whatchin my homies go down Slain in the city streets meetin they makers while my face frowns Pull they gats out fast now my time has passed At the funeral my aunt told me I could cry at last I lashed out with tears huggin and kissin Riddle me this riddle me that why I'm still livin These years for life advice to the youth When they don't even see all the hurses that people be goin through They say it aint about wrong or right or how could you fight As long as the pistols in sight and the moneys tight But all in all they think like that they don't fall Product of americas nightmare I'm tellin yall Believe me when I tell you I aint trippin Just tryin to help you out from slippin into reality I'm 'bout to drink it for my pops peppermint schnaps I'm feelin faded Violated and also very much intoxicated This is dedicated to my main man And when he died never did I understand Why he went away although I didn't cry Tried to play the big man kept my feelings inside Never ever she'd a tear for the last ten years I been hangin with my peers and facin my fears This shit is gettin clear the government got us in focus Bill Clinton push the button nuclear hocus pocus They tried to provoke us with trees infest us with disease Tell me how to live and when to die and who should I believe Realize the realism of reality Life is filled with technacalities and fucked up formalities Automaticaly and statisticly we walkin dead Roamin the wasteland with a bounty on our heads Avoid scenarios of abuse to my spouse Brothers younger than me are steady posted in a crackhouse And everybody totin guns like it's some kind of fashion Be careful when them busters are blastin' when you slip into reality 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 thinking 'bout killing '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 Chevy's 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, mental mindstate position Overload 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 is what I say All of my dawgs can't die, I visit the sky and reminisce when I'm high Never gonna lie I got love for my niggas Dead or alive, reality check We can do it on the outside
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