OPM - Reality Check Lyrics
It's a Reality check from the streets of Southern CaliforniaWith brothas always smokin' on the dajaWe OPMdamn we rollinHand on the mictill we decide about the sick lifeCaliforn-i-a born and raised till this very dayhell to pay for the ways of the size we blazeEveryday, a hundred miles an hoursorta sour cause my soul's been devouredNever looked up abovewhen push came to shoveAs it usually doeskeepin' with these thugsDoin' all of these drugs with no means of directionInfectionBut here's my objectionRejectionby your whole congregationWith no empathy for my situationno place in society thats my realityAngry dont know whos the enemyI'm in deepbeneath the streetsit's hard to creep from city to citywith all these hitters and the heatKillin' me, stealin from meMakes no sense to meSo I keep it tight with the homies in the familyHere's a reality check from the streets of CaliforniaKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on, yoThings ain't always what they seemThings ain't always what they seemHere's a reality check from the streets of CaliforniaKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on, yoThings ain't always what they seemThings ain't always what they seemWe're all smokinTryin'Broken homesChokin' locosfor pesosSlingin' dope by the case-osSmokin' cocoslaced with angel dust and opiumCities for niggaz causin' *****in' pandemonium?? cottonmouth ??Bustin' tracks from Kid Kreationme and the artists who performed the hardest collaberationsBorn and raised in the golden statedon't invite no platesservin' up some dinnerFor southern county serialimperialsuperial lyrical?? Opium denEvolution of manfor your political polutionThere's no solution for these county criminal mindsJust subliminal rhymesHypnotizing mankindHere's a reality check from the streets of CaliforniaKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yoThings ain't always what they seemThings ain't always what they seemHere's a reality check from the streets of CaliforniaKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yoThings ain't always what they seemThings ain't always what they seemHeres a reality check from the streets of CalifoniaSee California the major growth industryare private security and penitentiaryrisin from the ?Post-war economiesthat's why the pigs got my homies down on their kneesLined up against the wallsso the community can seethat the po po wont go awaySo please, nowOpen up your eyes and realizeThe land of sunny skiesdisguised as paradiseis a lieHere's a reality check from the streets of CaliforniaKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yoThings ain't always what they seemThings ain't always what they seemHere's a reality check from the streets of CaliforniaKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yoThings ain't always what they seemThings ain't always what they seem
