Reality
A.G. Cubano Lyrics
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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
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
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
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Naomi Bennett
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@overcooler
Well, he is good in maths unlike Gucci, lol.