Slip Into Reality Lyrics

Slip Into Reality lyrics

You've just slipped into reality where guns crash



And drug raids is an everyday thing when the nuts hang



They don't even got a name fame dont mean nothin'



Only the cash flow it ain't black or white it's called rich or poor 



Now you know me the R.O.C. my name never commited a crime 



Try to walk the strait path intertwine while whatchin my homies go down 



Slain in the city streets meetin they makers while my face frowns



Pull they gats out fast now my time has passed 



At the funeral my aunt told me i could cry at last 



I lashed out with tears huggin and kissin 



Riddle me this riddle me that why im still livin 



These years fo life advice to the youth 



When they dont even see all the hurses that people be goin through 



They say it aint about wrong or right or how could you fight 



As long as the pistols in sight and the moneys tight 



But all in all they think like that they dont fall 



Product of americas nightmare im tellin yall 



Believe me when i tell you i aint trippin 



Just tryin to help you out from slippin into reality 







I'm 'bout to drink it for my pops peppermint schnaps im feelin faded 



Violated and also very much intoxicated 



This is dedicated to my main man 



And when he died never did I understand 



Why he went away although i didnt cry 



Tried to play the big man kept my feelings inside 



Never ever shed a tear for the last ten years 



I been hangin with my peers and facin my fears 



This shit is gettin clear the government got us in focus 



Bill Clinton push the button nuclear hocus pocus 



They tried to provoke us with trees infest us with disease 



Tell me how to live and when to die and who should i believe 



Realize the realism of reality 



Life is filled with technacalities and fucked up formalities 



Automaticaly and statisticly we walkin dead 



Roamin the wasteland with a bounty on our heads 



Avoid scenarios of abuse to my spouse 



Brothers younger than me are steady posted in a crackhouse 



And everybody totin guns like its some kind of fashion 



Be careful when them busters are blastin' when you slip into reality 







One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of bricks 



I'm feeling so sick one of my dawgs passed and shit 



I'm thinking 'bout killing 'em all but what's that solve 



He still gonna be dead in the morning why take the fall 



Inside I be so mad I'm finna burst 



Instead of a Chevy's my homie's rollin in the back of a hearse



You know it's worse 



It's too hard to cope with some days 



Murderous ways leavin me sick and in a daze 



Comatose, completely tore up 



Nerves be so bad I wanna throw up 



I'm bout to blow up 



In a rage I need to talk, nobody wanna listen 



On the corner, mental mindstate position 



Overload pull the trigger 



Stress got the best of suicide 



Pour out some liquor 



Another grave digga gets paid 



Digging a grave for senseless ways



Keep to ourself is what i say 



All of my dawgs can't die, 



I visit the sky and reminisce when I'm high 



Never gonna lie I got love for my niggas 



Dead or alive, reality check



We can do it on the outside