Reality
A.G. Cubano Lyrics


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Burns on the wall tell him he's numb to it all
His eyes turn away retreating from all the pain
His wounds are beneath the years of silencing
A cage for a home etched among the gravestones
Was this blessing a lesson to teach me
How to let go of a fantasy
Did I fall in love just to fall down
And face a bitter reality
Oh I think I've lost my way
To a compromising state
Playing with a two-faced "friend"
Who distorts my thoughts again
You're close standing near patterns drown you my dear
A cage around your mind what else are you keeping inside?
Was this blessing a lesson to teach me
How to let go of a fantasy
Did I fall in love just to fall down
And face a bitter reality
Oh I think I've lost my way
To a compromising state
Playing with a two-faced "friend"
Who distorts my thoughts again
Oh I think I've lost my way
To a compromising state
Playing with a two-faced "friend"
Who distorts my thoughts again
So breathe it in my good found dreams
Loving you isn't what it seems
I'll just run away I can't run away
In the end, you'll probably leave
Why should I keep on fighting
You'll just run away you can't run away
Was this blessing a lesson to teach me
How to let go of a fantasy
Did I fall in love just to fall down
And face a bitter reality
Oh I think I've lost my way
To a compromising state
Playing with a two-faced "friend"
Who distorts my thoughts again
Was this blessing a lesson to teach me
How to let go of a fantasy




Did I fall in love just to fall down
I guess I faced my reality

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of A.G. Cubano's Reality give a firsthand account of living in a dangerous neighborhood and trying to survive in harsh conditions. The singer starts off by wondering why the people around him are mad at him when they cannot even catch him. Despite this, they still try to pursue him, which often leads to tragic outcomes. He explains that he carries a gun for protection because the people around him might fire at him without a second thought. The chorus of the song repeats that the singer is about real people and real situations, and those who are mad at him do not matter.


Warren G is mentioned in the second verse, and he is described as someone who is always patrolling the beach, but he comes across people who claim to be tough but are ultimately weak. The verse also emphasizes that the struggles of gang culture persist in the area, and one wrong move can lead to a never-ending cycle of violence. The final verse focuses on money and power and how the singer has made his way to the top but is also aware that he must protect himself at all times.


Overall, the lyrics of Reality shed light on the true realities of living in a rough neighborhood, where the only way to survive is to always have your guard up, protect yourself, and never trust anyone.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't know why they mad at me
I don't understand why they are angry with me


They can't catch me but still they after me
Even though they can't catch me, they're still pursuing me


When we deal face to face, is a tragedy
Whenever we confront each other in person, it's bound to end in disaster


You ask why i got my gun they might blast at me
I carry a gun because people may attack me with firearms


Real niggaz, real shit, reality
This is the true life of a gangster


Who gives a fuck if you niggaz is mad at me
I don't care if you're angry with me


Fuck around with Warren G its a tragedy
If you mess with Warren G, something bad will happen


Warren G top dog
Warren G is the dominant figure in this situation


Patrollin the beach
He's keeping a watchful eye on the area


Niggaz say they as hard as bitch
Other people claim to be as tough as Warren G


But they're as soft as a peach
But in reality, they're weak and easily overpowered


Claimin the G of all G's
Pretending to be the ultimate gangster


Please
But Warren G doesn't believe it


I come blowin through like the breeze
He breezes through the area with ease


Sittin on threes
Driving a car with expensive rims


Post it
Making his presence known


Coastin mashing down Pacfic Coastin
Cruising down the Pacific Coast highway


The bomb chrome rims black on black Yukon
His car is a black Yukon with flashy chrome rims


With nuts hangin' from the city
He's a respected figure in the local gang scene


Where the bangers is being banging
Where the gang members are causing trouble


it don't seem like shit is changing
Nothing seems to be getting better


I holla'd at the homey the other day
He spoke to his friend recently


G'ded up at the park sippin alisah
They hung out in the park, drinking alcohol and wearing gang attire


One of the homeys took a beaten
One of his friends was attacked and beaten up


So now we spend at being a gang
They are even more committed to their gang now


of checking at the meetin like cycles repeatin
They regularly attend group meetings to plan and strategize


It's just another sunset fall in sea
The sun is setting like it always does


I can here the homeys in the past callin me
He remembers deceased friends calling out to him


And you know what i discovered
He had an epiphany


What they keep saying
The advice they always gave him


Keep your mind on your money
Focus on making money


muthafuckers and shake busters
Ignore those who don't matter


Have you ever sold millions
Have you ever been successful?


But yet you niggaz persist to talk shit
Yet people still try to bring him down


Get of my dick
Leave him alone


You never catch me slipping
He's always alert and prepared


Rollin with the heat
With a firearm on him


Slap the clip in
Load the gun


I never thought the world would started trippin
He didn't anticipate the world becoming so chaotic


My life is a trip, though
His own life is unpredictable as well


Hit the crip though
Smoke marijuana


Blow the whistle
Inhale from a pipe


They think i banged
They associate him with gang violence


So i packed a pistol
He carries a gun for protection


Warren to tha G is a G
He's a true gangster


I don't fuck with you nigga
He doesn't associate with certain people


So don't fuck with me
Don't start anything with him either


Let's ride to the east side
Let's go to a different area where he's respected


Slide like a fo
Drive smoothly


I packs a fo-fo
I carry a .44 magnum


When i'm steppin out doors
When he leaves his home


To the bang to the buggy
Driving his car that's known for making noise


If i speak then i spoke
If he says something, he means it


Warren G do it every time to you Locc
Warren G always comes through for his gangster friends


Get the party beat like blaze and smoke
He sets the party on fire


The east side and the beach
Different areas of California


West side of the coast
The western part of California


You know the niggaz that i ride with
He's loyal to his gang of friends


Hogs, attack dogs
These are the type of friends he has


the same niggaz i'm down to die with muthafucka
He's willing to die for his friends and their cause


Who's the man
He's asking who's the most powerful


I've been from London to Japan
He's traveled widely


Stomp land to land
He's established himself in every place he's been


To the Egyptian sands
He's even been to Egypt


You can't check me
You can't challenge or defeat him


Dis-respect me
Show him disrespect


Or mop me up
Or try to overpower him


With the base bumpin' out my truck
His music is blasting from his car


And all these police trying to lock me up
The police are trying to arrest him


Money rules the world
Money is the most important thing


And I made the loot
But he's made a lot of money


So don't make me shoot
Don't provoke him to use his gun


'cause trying to mash
Because attempting to intimidate him


Will get you done every time
Will only lead to your own defeat and failure


I ain't trying to hurt nobody
He's not looking for conflict


But i'm down for mine
But he's ready to defend himself and his interests




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Written by: Naomi Bennett

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@overcooler

Well, he is good in maths unlike Gucci, lol.

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