Reality
Tha Dogg Pound feat. Tray Deee Lyrics

What is reality?
The rapper is questioning what reality is

Motherfuckers out here don't know shit
The rapper thinks people are ignorant

They ain't tryin to know shit
People aren't interested in learning

Just a dumb motherfucker out here tryin to represent
People are trying to represent themselves, even if they are ignorant

Get my motherfuckin paper
The rapper wants to make money

You don't think so? Well then fuck you hoe
The rapper doesn't care if others don't agree with him

'Cause I'm ridin on trucks, banked all that type of shit
The rapper has material possessions like trucks and money

Gotta get paid motherfucker
The rapper is motivated to make money

Fuck dreamin the same dreams, bein down for the same team
The rapper is disillusioned with having the same goals and being loyal to the same people

When it seems to be reality is just a dream
The rapper suggests that reality might be an illusion

Eye to eye, the colors that I wear is do or die
The rapper's choice of clothing could be life or death in certain situations

When I walk down the street, will I meet evil in disguise
The rapper is fearful that he might encounter danger on the street

So, I tote a fo'-fo' with hollow tips
The rapper carries a gun for protection

While my mind tellin me 'should I not', or 'should I peel it?'
The rapper is contemplating whether or not to use his gun if needed

What I represent God only knows what lies for myself
The rapper is unsure of what the future holds for him

Jealousy and hatred niggaz is out for my wealth
The rapper believes that people are after his money

Will I perish? Later selfish for the rest of my life
The rapper is worried about his own well-being and survival

Cause those who live wrong is bound to live a short life
The rapper believes that people who make bad choices die young

Will money be the root of my destruction?
The rapper is worried that his pursuit of wealth could lead to his downfall

Without the money I can't even seem to function
The rapper believes that he needs money to survive

Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn
The rapper feels like he has no options or way out

There's nowhere for me to hide from reality
The rapper is unable to escape from reality

As complex as the situation gets
The rapper believes that the situation is complicated

I remain I maintain, ain't that much strain
The rapper is able to handle the situation without much difficulty

To make me twist myself like Kurt Cobain
The rapper won't let the situation drive him to suicide like Kurt Cobain

Ahh shit, I don't believe this
The rapper is surprised by something that just happened

Some niggaz that I fucked with tryin to pull a twist
The rapper's acquaintances are trying to deceive him

But ain't that much twistin in existance
The deception is easy to see through

And this is how you show me love
The deception shows the rapper that people are only interested in him for his money

It shows me exactly what money's capable of
The deception demonstrates the power of money

Now is it that expenses that make you wanna catch me slippin
The rapper suspects that people are trying to rob him because of his wealth

And pay a visit, cause this is, for all my homies
The situation is dangerous for the rapper's friends as well

(All my homies) for jackers only
The situation is only for criminals

Come twist, to the fools in L.A. that know me
The rapper is warning his acquaintances not to mess with him

I'm back with the fifth of Henn
The rapper is drinking Hennessey

Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz on the mash again
The rapper is hanging out with his friends Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz

I give it to you like it is, got no time for no games
The rapper is being honest and upfront

In the world of madness, will my composure be the same
The rapper is worried about his mental state in a crazy world

Will my friends be around when they rush me in the ground
The rapper is unsure if his friends will stay loyal to him after he dies

A lost soul lost forever, never ever to be found
The rapper believes that he will be forgotten when he dies

Life ain't what it seems, for the niggaz full of schemes
The rapper believes that life is different than what people expect

On the hood full of cash don't wanna blast for the green
People with money don't want to risk their lives for more money

These six bitches wanna get a nigga caught up
Women are trying to deceive the rapper

For what, a simple nut, a simple fuck
The women are after the rapper for sex

Daily it enhances the penetentiary chances
Doing illegal activities increases the chances of going to prison

To survive in nineteen ninety-five
Surviving in the year 1995 is difficult

So I got nineteen ninety-five ways
The rapper has many ways to survive in 1995

To survive nowadays
The rapper has many ways to survive in the present

Time and time again, I bust a rhyme again
The rapper is always writing and performing music

Cause I'ma get in deeper shit if I convert to crime again
The rapper knows that he'll get in trouble if he turns to crime

Out to mentally convert me, the same niggaz out to hurt me
People who want to convert the rapper to crime are the same people who want to hurt him

It irks me, strenuous controversy
The situation is frustrating and causes conflict

What's next on the list to complete
The rapper is wondering what will happen next

After all this shit that popped off on the street
The rapper is referring to recent events that have occurred

And all eyes on me, but I won't change sides
The rapper won't switch sides even though people are watching him

Cause what I represent I represent til I die (til I die)
The rapper will always represent what he believes in

It's time for me, to grab a tall glass of (Hennesey, Hennesey)
The rapper is going to drink Hennessey

Ya see my ways is to phase all them niggaz that try me
The rapper's method is to scare away people who try to mess with him

Leave em layin stiff if they ain't on IV's (beep, beep)
The rapper will kill people who aren't in the hospital

I beez the hardest, regardless fool
The rapper is tough and doesn't care what people think

Livin life day and night stayin hard and cruel
The rapper lives a tough life and is uncompassionate

Keep my cool, until my mood abruptly switch
The rapper keeps his composure until he gets angry

Then I'm on a niggaz ass like bumpy zits (that's right)
The rapper will attack someone if he gets angry enough

It's no remorse when you cross my course
The rapper won't feel bad if you get hurt by his actions

I'm not a hunter, but take a nigga out for sports
The rapper will hurt someone for fun

Don't resorts, to thinkin you could get with this
Don't try to mess with the rapper

Or you will be a eulogy if you insist to diss
The rapper will kill you if you try to disrespect him

Mista Tray Dee, from L.O.N.G.
The rapper's name is Tray Dee and he is from Long Beach

B.E.A.C.H., where the hardest gangstas be
Long Beach is where the toughest gangsters are

Twenty-first was the worstest turf on the earth
The 21st street is the most dangerous place

Yet I feel I was meant to represent from birth
The rapper believes he was born to represent his community

Til I die, you wonder why it ain't no secret
The rapper will always represent his community, and it's not a secret

Motherfuckers best be in love with this G shit
People should appreciate and respect gangsta rap