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Reality
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Reality was released on December 16, 2016 by HiPNOTT Records as a part of the album Loops Two
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Release DateDecember 16, 2016
LabelHiPNOTT Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM79

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

Lyrics

Man, and it's like all apart from me
Uh-huh
There's something about
There's something about
You know what I mean, just using
Using the raps to just, uh
You know what I mean, take a **** head off, man, uh-huh
It's funny, like a lot of **** got different
Motivations for why they do what they do, man
For what they write for
A lot of people write because
You know, they, they went through something super personal
And, you know, it's a way out, it's a way to express how they feeling
Through hard times
It's a way to show off, you know, what they got, what they own
You know what I mean?
Maybe it's, for some guys it's an each one teach one thing
Like, I got this information I wanna share with the people or whatever
And, you know, salute to all those sciences
Of why you do what you do, man, like
And some of those sciences apply to me in different situations too, so
But, um, to keep it all the way live, man
I, I, I just, I just be wanting to kill these ****, man
Like I just wanna, I just wanna bite ****' heads off, man
Watch they bodies slump to the ground
'Cause I, 'cause I, 'cause I really don't
Think **** is fuckin' with me, man
But it's not even from a
I, I wish you could see my face to
You know, feel what I'm saying right now
It's not even from a cocky standpoint of like
I'm the best and you're horrible
Like, nah, man, I'm, I'm
Maybe I'm not the best, man, but I'm a killer
You know what I mean?
I'm a killer, man, I'm an assassin, that's what I do
Maybe it's not the most popular thing, man
You won't get a lot of emcee friends that way, haha
But, um, that's what I do, man
I kill
Look
I ain't supposed to be loved
Evil incarnate, my mama never gave me a knee rub
**** fear what they don't get, couldn't read me with ePub
Rappers have recurring dreams of filling me with three slugs
My survival is heightened by this writing
I hold the title 'cause rivals ain't never seen nothing like it
I mean, I'm mean, I separate a piece of your spinal cord
Devour your corpse like back when peace was a dinosaur
The Commodores play, them common whores stay
I don't rest, I'm usually killing these **** all day
I'm saying don't let me catch you out in the hallway
You could get lacerated for looking at me the wrong way
Battin' them eyes or get them eyes batted
My anger level's like a lot of money, I've had it
My madness is magic how it's automatic
Mad at you maggots constantly because I'm immature
Literally victories rep, winning when **** war
They start to second-guess common lyrics that's sitting in they jaw
They miniature, to women I've been a chore
Coming to get these ****, I'm seconds from kicking in they door
Killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in, killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight
Killing every ****, I'm killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in, killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight
Killing every ****, I'm killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight, I'm killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight, I'm killing every **** in sight
Killing every **** in sight, I'm killing every **** in sight, yeah
You don't wanna see me at night
Yeah, man
Shout out to Buckshot, man
Black Moon, uh
He's got one thing to think about when he steps into that ring
And that's me and the evils his mind can come up with
You see, I was born a human but I've turned into a beast
Not because of what I wanted, but because of what you've demanded
Good guys finish last, don't you know that?
Ask 'em all, all down the line, ask 'em
Good guys will finish last
Why? Because they don't have that much to offer but a smile
I've got the smile, but there's no smile of any child that you've seen
The smile of a very hungry man
I'm a giver, but when I give, I take right back
I don't want your body, I want your soul
Your body? That's for Damien to play with
Picture a man who's nearly thirty
He seems, he seems, he seems twice as old with clothes
He seems twice as old with clothes torn and dirty
Give him a job shining shoes, shining shoes
Or cleaning, cleaning, or cleaning out toilets with bus station crews
Give him six children with nothing to eat
His whole world will come crashing down
I'm gonna show you how you can make your
Very own loop out of a cassette tape
As you can see, there's a lot less tape in here
There's just one strand made into a loop
And it will play forever
Okay, let's see how it sounds
Draw the second draw
Elvis broke his jaw
Draw the second draw
Elvis broke his jaw
Draw the second draw
Elvis broke his jaw
Draw the second draw
Elvis broke his jaw
Draw the second
See what the other side sounds like
Written by: Ebo Taylor
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