Search results for 'reality by beenie man' Page #29

of the foolish lips produces strife/ blessings or curses displayed by the oral/ the words from a man's own lips becomes his oracle/ out of the same mouth/

tried to let go
I know you got a boyfriend - another man
Another guy by your side
Someone who hopefully treats you right
But you don"t know how much I

tried to let go
I know you got a boyfriend - another man
Another guy by your side
Someone who hopefully treats you right
But you don"t know how much I

there there
Jehovah in heaven is directing
My brother man na step by step
Make you play your role make I play my role well

I say it's about that time

Silenced and beaten down
By a 'normalized' envrionment
A man torn from reality, caged and caved in
Time to put the needle to the test
All which you

Now releasing hidden deep emotion,
Offered to us, but ignored by human
Being timeless, unforeseen fantasy of
Dying old man, changing to a new man,
Out

That's when I hit the window, indo' coming out the back room
Boom, Pretty and his man, Black Caesar
Damn, they saw me and they bustin' at me
Cab just

out the barrel, shit they'll never do (nah)
Another man's opinion's never my reality
I never follow niggas, not my personality
The hustle dead and I

to the other side of reality
And this is your eternity until eternity

The end of the world, I can see it comin'
So I pack my nine millimeters and I start

Da da ra  
Da da ra  

Joy is not depend on reality
My life has always gone through the ups and downs of
The passion
Joys don't depend

doubt that you're a woman, I'm a man
I'm not being sexist baby don't you dare pretend (Don't accuse me)
Two realities and mine you can't comprehend

Yeah ah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah YEAH
Fuck you, ah, and your advice
Fuck you too with your constant cries
Fuck you all, die by a drive-by
Fuck the world,

time
No god can save me
Or ever set me free

Estranged from my kind
No man can help me
Or ever hear my plea
Unchained from reality
The infinite void -

the Knicks, end of the spliff
Marijuana fine cut, like a boob on a bitch
Since a younger man, in my younger days I was dazed
By the days, I didn't do what I

Hold on
I think I just got a message

I gotta message from the man
He said I'm never gonna be anything you don't stand a chance
And those messages

forgot to pay rent
It's tough being an assistant when you ain't paid enough
Oh shoot the boss is here, ok try and act calm
The man walks in all dressed up

about surrender, no
cnd if you lay down your arms, if your burden's too hard to bare 
You betta rest for a while 
Then grab the bull by the horns and face

don't sip beer, we get wock by the six pack
I'm in the Midwest, got shooters all in Chiraq, Touchin' top shelf bowls for 5-5, Crip Mac
When I leave, I'm

would
Have grabbed her by the hand
You don't know who I am but see
I love the way you smile
Do you got a man I'd be honored if
I can walk with you for

Come on, let, let, let, let's go,

Back to reality, back to where I started and I know so well
Back then said I'ma change the game, If I don't I

of me
You're just like the rest of them

Hey Syke, how you doing man
Since the last time we met you're still no changed
Still the same lose shirt with

the cops one day for my friend cuz he was speedin
In reality the nigga was just impedin
Hop in the Lexo cruise by his house with straight pipes
He pulls out

In fact, reality is cruel
Honest raw and true
But also unpredictable
it has something for everyone of us
Because, you don't know what the world
Is

more
Than working day in and day out
For pennies
Doing something I don't give a fuck about
Man I used to kick ball in the streets everyday
Now all I