Tha Dogg Pound, Big Tray Deee - Reality lyrics

What is reality?

Muthafuckaz out here don't know shit!
They ain't tryin' to know shit
Just a young muthafucka out
Here tryin' to represent
To get my muthafuckin' paper
You don't think so?
Then get the fuck out my way
'Cause I'm ridin' on trucks, banks
All that type of shit
Gotta get paid, muthafucka

Fuck dreamin' the same dreams
When you're down for the same team
Word, it seems to be reality is just a dream
Eye to eye
The colors that I wear is do or die
When I walk down the street
Will I meet evil in disguise?
So, I tote a 44 wit' hollow tips


While my mind tellin' me 'Should I not?'
Or 'Should I pull it?' what I represent
God only knows what lies for myself
Jealousy and hatred
Niggas is out for my wealth
Will I perish? Livin' selfish for
The rest of my life
'Cause those who live wrong is bound
To live a short life
Will money be the root of my destruction?
Without the money
I can't even seem to function

Now, there's nowhere for me to turn
There's nowhere for me to hide from reality

As complexed as the situation gets
I remain, I maintain, ain't that much strain
To make me twist myself like Kurt Cobain (Ha)
Aw shit! I don't believe this
Some niggas that I fucked wit'
Tryin' to pull a twist
But ain't that much twistin' in existence
And this is how you show me love
It shows me exactly what money's capable of
Now, is it the expenses
That make you wanna catch me
Slippin' and pay a visit?
'Cause this is for all my homies
(All my homies) for jakkaz only, come twist
To the fools in LA that know me
I'm back wit' a fifth of Henn
Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz on the mash again

Now, there's nowhere for me to turn
There's nowhere for me to hide from reality

I give it to you like it is
Got no time for no games
In a world of madness
Will my composure be the same?
Will my friends be around when they
Rest me in the ground?
A lost soul lost forever
Never ever to be found
Life ain't what it seems
For the niggas full of schemes
On the hunt for the cash
They wanna blast ya for green
Hmm! These sick bitches wanna get
A nigga caught up
For what? A simple nut, a simple fuck

Daily, it enhances the penitentiary chances
To survive in 1995
So I got 1995 ways to survive nowadays
Time and time again, I bust a rhyme again
'Cause I'ma get in deeper shit if
I convert to crime again
Out to mentally convert me
The same niggas out to hurt me
It irks me, strenuous controversy
What's next on the list to complete
After all this shit that popped
Off on the streets?
And all eyes on me, but I won't change sides
'Cause what I represent
I represent 'til I die ('Til I die)
It's time for me to grab a tall glass of
(Hennessy, Hennessy)

Ya see, my ways is to phase all
Them niggas that try me
Leave em layin' stiff if they ain't on IV's
(Beep, beep)
I beez the hardest regardless, fool
Livin' life, day and night
Stayin' hard and cruel
Keep my cool, until my mood abruptly switch
Then I'm on a niggas ass like bumpy zit's
(That's right)
It's no remorse when you cross my course
I'm not a hunter
But take a nigga out for sports
Don't resorts to thinkin' you
Could get wit' this
Or you will be a eulogy if you
Insist to diss Mis Ta Tray Deee
From L-O-N-G B-E-A-C-H
Where the hardest gangstas be
Twenty-first was the worstest turf
On the earth yet, I feel I was meant to
Represent from birth 'til I die
You wonder why it ain't no secret
Muthafuckaz best be in love wit' this G shit

Now, there's nowhere for me to turn
There's nowhere for me to hide from reality