Krs-one - R. E. A. L. I. T. Y. Lyrics
Reality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthThese are the streets!Shit is real out here!This aint no *****in joke!I lived in a spot called millbrooke projectsThe original criminal minded rap topicWith twenty cents in my pocket I saw the lightIf youre young gifted and black, you got no rightsYour only true right, is a right to a fightAnd not a fair fight, I wake up wonderin who died last nightEveryone and everything is at warMakin my poetic expression hardcoreI aint afraid to say it, and many cant get with itAt times in my life, I was a welfare recipientI ate the free cheese, while the church said believeAnd went to school everyday, like a God damn foolWell anyway, here I am, chillin at the partyBrothers lookin at me like they wanna kill somebodyA cypher manifested in the center of the jamI got to show these wack rappers really who I amIts me against them, so I clear the phlegmAnd wage the war, hardcore to the endFor someone lookin inside, yeah from the outIt seems like disrespect is what rap is all aboutBut hip-hop as a culture, is really what we give itBut sometimes the culture contradicts how we live itCause every black kid lives two and three livesThe citys a jungle, only the strong will surviveReality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthReality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthEvery single day I hear lie after lieLike black people dont die, we multiplySo when I kick a rhyme I represent how I feelThe sacred street art of keepin it realWhy I gotta listen, to somebody else?How they got wealth, let me talk about myselfBut all I really got is hip-hop and a glockThe results are obvious, if Im confined to my blockOccasionally, in the city Im releasedTo meet other beasts, lookin for the feastWe grunt and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets thinnerYo yo there he go, him, theres the dinnerWhite meat, carryin a bag of some sortLife is short, white meat is quickly caughtA scuffle a muffle yet none of us hesitatedLike mother africa, white meat is violatedWe quickly dissapear, like santas little elvesAnd go into a area to fight amongst ourselvesWe say, peace/piece cause thats what we really wantA piece of the pie that america flauntsReality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthReality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthOh shit!The truth is that police must serve and protectReality is black youth is shown no respectThe truth is government has a war against drugsReality is government is ruled by thugsWith all this technology, above and underHumanity still hunts down one anotherRappers display artistic cannibalismThrough lyricism, we fight each other over rhythmThrough basic animal instincts, we thinkSo the battle for mental territory is glory, end of storyReality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthReality, aint always the truthRhymes equal actual life, in the youthYeahThese are the streets!Shit is real out here!This aint no *****in joke!
