DJ Spinna, Rich Medina - Reality lyrics

Now reality don't care about nothing
Once the horn is
Blown and this particular walk of life smells
Of broken glass beneath the feet of a daytime
Boy who's never really seen the sunrise

A willing scribe said that the
Cipher lies in the hearsay
Just to clean the air and walk me
Through the garden of
Innocence where footsteps
Resound like danger on the faces of children
Left alone for far too long

You know reality, it don't care about nothing

When it's too much
Yet still not enough to take away the
Conditions and expectations most
Carry pocket-bounded
And hidden like blemishes and false from
Lovers or food from needy mouths

See, this is indeed the end of the past

And in submission future is over-thoughted
And yet to be experienced
A time for those who try to live out their
Daydreams so that their nightly rest
Smells of peace and sounds
Like tomorrow's fuel's stocked and
At the ready reality

Freedom, essential to one and all
For a small price
Most often called "Join the
Democracy program" or
Making yourself part and parcel to
Some lewd scam a place where the
Concrete jungles and suburban desserts
Meet, minimum wage, and the bar
On a 12 gauge, 51 states full
Of territorial squabbles and
Ethnic disputes on
The rise seems like when the
US shakes it's money make all
The change falls into special
Interest pocketbooks
Cocaine helicopter fuel reserves and payoffs
Between overseers to keep
Their mouths shut land of techno
Color dollar and blue eyes
Blonde hair and black blood reality

Shackled by freedom and bullied by hatred
And the simple nature of misunderstanding
We remain ruled by currency and
Sold to the highest bidder
Day by day America 2002

A place where they say hell is between
Your ears when you're still breathing
And here some folk rain on the
Inside even when the sun
Comes out so the time has come
For new decisions to be made
All of your previous pains have
Past on in a wave
So, it's okay for you to take
A chance on yourself reality

This particular walk of life
Smells of broken glass
Beneath the bare feet of a daytime boy
Who's never really seen the
Sunrise walking through the
Garden of innocence when it's too much
Yet still not quite enough to take
Away the conditions and expectations
So we declare today is the
End of the past reality

This is the time for those who
Try to live out their daydreams
So that their nightly rest
Smells of peace reality

Also essential to freedom
Comes with a heavy price to pay reality

Reality

Reality don't care about nothing