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Reality Check

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Reality Check was released on March 28, 2005 by 4th25 as a part of the album Live from Iraq

Song Details

AlbumLive from Iraq

Release DateMarch 28, 2005

Label4th25

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM74

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LYRICS

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

4th25

Songwriter

Lyrics

Fuck is wrong with y'all, calling yourself soldiers

Shit I guess everybody wanna be something

But we been through too much for you

To think you can walk in our image

And whatever you been through, tough as it may have been

That don't qualify you for shit

You don't make the same sacrifices we make

And as flattered as we are that you would choose us to identify with

Y'all being soldiers is completely out of the question

92 To 94 percent of you motherfuckers fall short

There's only six to eight years of us ever being a soldier before

Sure it's cute to imitate our likeness and never go to war

But the closest you been in theater is

With your bitches and popcorn, pussy

I'm trying to believe you and everything y'all telling me

But I've seen soldiers first hand and it's not what y'all selling me

So could you please pull your brand from the shelf

And any more songs identifying you with me, keep 'em to yourself

'Cause though you may have stood behind

Us, you ain't never stood with us

'Cause I ain't never seen you on the

Block tear when a man wishes hit us

And please don't think just 'cause you bought some fatigues

And run around with your little guns

Playing war back home in the streets

That you could ever in any lifetime be a reflection of me

'Cause I deployed to go to war and you ain't got the balls to leave

So for me could you please shut the fuck up

And let me know when you done on my dick so I can zip my pants back up

Walk a mile in my boots, you couldn't make it

Sure you all soldiers at home, but out here you can't fake it

That's why y'all ain't here ain't it

It's just easier to act hard on credit than it is to make a payment

But I got my receipts, no balance due on my statement

Bitch y'all got to love me, hear the music and I face it

It's too easy to bluff a hand and never have to play it

So no, y'all are not soldiers just 'cause y'all say it

Look I'm hearing some things right now that I don't like at all

'Cause according to Destiny Child

Ain't none of us here soldiers at all

And the whole country right now, they just in love with that song

But I ain't hear 'em say nothing but keep using the word soldier wrong

And I been through too much here for y'all to use the term so lightly

And these motherfuckers they're describing, they are nothing like me

But I'm glad they marketing strategy worked while we here dying

Had to know that song would sell shit

Why the fuck else would they write it

Or was it written before we deployed and they just retitled it

Turning a garbage song to a hit, increasing their entitlement

Or maybe I ain't got no taste or idea what a soldier is

And maybe their description is dead on

And I ain't here going through shit

Maybe these motherfuckers at home being soldiers is real shit

And maybe I'm wrong and to be a soldier you ain't gotta do shit

But sit on your ass and let somebody else pray those RPGs miss

Or when your country goes to war just lay down like a bitch

Shit what's wrong with this

You call yourself soldiers

Shit maybe I'm looking at it the wrong way

Maybe I could accept my failure at home

And still call myself a soldier even if you believe me too

Walk a mile in my boots, you couldn't make it

Sure you all soldiers at home, but out here you can't fake it

That's why y'all ain't here ain't it

It's just easier to act hard on credit than it is to make a payment

But I got my receipts, no balance due on my statement

Bitch y'all got to love me, hear the music and I face it

It's too easy to bluff a hand and never have to play it

So no, y'all are not soldiers just 'cause y'all say it

It's a lot of talk about where y'all from and who that makes you

Selling yourself as the hardest fucker in the world, no thank you

Sure you hard on your block, but these streets'll break you

Here is brand name thugs and y'all some off-brand gangsters

Wanna be soldiers, follow me I'll take you

To see some Marines in Fallujah and I hope you make it

Or come visit my theater, shit I'll show you some places

But I really don't think that y'all would wanna go where I take ya

Straight to the shittiest city on the map

But y'all was probably better off shooting yourself where you left

But y'all motherfuckers so hard, you can't be worried 'bout that

So y'all'll probably hold down Sider City all by yourselves

And the truth is, I don't think it's enough towels

'Cause y'all'll throw 'em all in 'fore I can show y'all around, pussy

And I'm wondering who y'all gon' let fuck y'all now

Hardest soldiers in America and y'all all laying down

The fuck happened, thought y'all was ready for war

At least that's what every word out of your mouth said you was

But let y'all tell it and anything's possible

When the closest y'all been to war is only six thousand miles

Come on now, y'all can't be serious

And please tell me it's more to y'all than just smoke and mirrors

I wanna believe you and everything y'all telling me

But again I seen soldiers first hand

And it's not what y'all selling me

Walk a mile in my boots, you couldn't make it

Sure you all soldiers at home, but out here you can't fake it

That's why y'all ain't here ain't it

It's just easier to act hard on credit than it is to make a payment

But I got my receipts, no balance due on my statement

Bitch y'all got to love me, hear the music and I face it

It's too easy to bluff a hand and never have to play it

So no, y'all are not soldiers just 'cause y'all say it

Written by: 4th25

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