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Grand Puba & Sarah Martinez

Reality Check

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Reality Check was released on June 23, 2009 by Babygrande Records as a part of the album RetroActive

Song Details

AlbumRetroActive

Release DateJune 23, 2009

LabelBabygrande Records

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM88

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Lyrics

Mummy

Uh-huh

It's a reality check because we haven't elevated yet

See it's not that my black men are angry, it's that they're in pain (uh-huh)

'Cause they're trying to stay in out and on top of their game

They're drowning while watching the sky, they want to reach for it

But it's too damn high and sometimes they just wanna hold their kids (la-la-la-la)

And the court tells them no and all they have are these child support (all my)

Receipts to show for creating a life with someone they once thought (ah-ah)

Was their wife, it's just their reality check

Ladies, for every time you cried on the inside, and only you knew (oh-oh-oh)

For every time you fed the kids, and you couldn't eat too

For those fists that bruise your face, you're suffering in silence (yeah, you're always)

For those bruises leave a trace

And the independent woman thing is completely overrated (oh-oh-oh-oh)

Your husband was put here because that's how we were created (oh-my)

So quick to give up and trade, you've got your career (ah-ah)

You're already paid

So now you're looking for a new life and possibly a new wife

But there's no creation without penetration (oh-oh-oh-oh)

So you're stagnated, feeling misused and confused

You know it's not right, it's 'cause the moon has no light

And y'all reflect the darkness and it's blinding your sight, see (yeah, you're always)

It takes a strong man to lead and a stronger woman to follow (oh-oh)

And you can't be fulfilled here 'cause it's just too damn hollow (oh-my)

It's just a reality check

Oh, so now we think we see the light (ah-ah)

Because our president looks like night

But he expects more from us than we expect from ourselves (from us)

And we expect a miracle from him, though he probably can't help

So we dig deep, they paint the white house black and try to rock us (yeah, you're always)

Back to sleep, while watching the government and the church steal

You said you argue when Jesus is black, he may not even be real (oh-oh-oh)

They create a college, give stolen knowledge, and they expect us to fail (oh-my)

And without proper education, one in every four black men (ah-ah)

Will end up in jail, it's just a reality check

So much stress could almost peel my flesh (oh-oh-oh-oh)

It sends me chills while my spirit spills

And fills the air and explodes like hot characters that go untold (yeah, you're always)

I'm aggravated, mentally frustrated, I'm a descendant of royalty

And you still don't recognize me, and while I'm stuck in my back

And I can't come back, my baby grows big, and it's bombs that I rig

My son sits and counts his dirty stacks, and my daughter drops low

And rocks low, while hip-hop falls to depths that darkness

Doesn't know, it's just a reality check

We're never taught to own, to learn, to be free

We're always taught to get, to have, just to be

So many lessons wasted and not tasted in time

And all that echoes through our mind is lost

But remember to look fly at any cost, so when they strip you bare

So that all can stare, all that comes out your mouth cannot be

This ignorant bliss, we exist beyond dimensions in time they've never known

And all they have is our hieroglyphs written in stone

It's a reality check beyond just one more step

Grab hold of the youth, inspire, and ignite fire in places in their soul

Because they've never been told that our greatness looks like them

Written by: William Brewster Dixon III

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