Listen to Reality (feat. Big Tray Deee) by Tha Dogg Pound

Reality (feat. Big Tray Deee)

Tha Dogg Pound

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Big Tray Deee

Vocals

Daz Dillinger

Vocals

Kurupt

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Ricardo Emmanuel Brown

Ricardo Emmanuel Brown

Songwriter

D. Arnaud

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Alvin McGill

Engineer

Carlos Warlick

Engineer

Dave Aron

Engineer

Daz Dillinger

Producer

Dr. Dre

Mixing Engineer

Emanuel Dean

Co-Producer

Keston Wright

Engineer

Paul Foley

Editing Engineer

Rick Clifford

Engineer

Tommy D. Daughtery

Tommy D. Daughtery

Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

What is reality?

Motherfuckers out here don't know shit

They ain't tryin to know shit

Just a young motherfucker out here tryin to represent

To get my motherfuckin paper

You don't think so?

Then get the fuck out my way

'Cause I'm ridin' on trucks, banks all that type of shit

Gotta get paid, motherfucker

[Verse 2]

Fuck dreaming the same dreams

When you're down for the same team

Word it seems to be reality is just a dream

Eye to eye, the colors that I wear is do or die

When I walk down the street, will I meet evil in disguise

So, I tote a .44 with hollow tips

While my mind tellin me "should I not?', or 'should I pull it?"

[Verse 3]

What I represent God only knows what lies for myself

Jealousy and hatred **** is out for my wealth

Will I perish livin' selfish for the rest of my life?

'Cause those who live wrong is bound to live a short life

Will money be the root of my destruction?

Without the money I can't even seem to function

[Verse 4]

Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn

There's nowhere for me to hide from reality

As complexed as the situation gets

I remain, I maintain, ain't that much strain

To make me twist myself like Kurt Cobain (Ha)

[Verse 5]

Aw shit, I don't believe this

Some **** that I fucked with tryin to pull a twist

But ain't that much twistin in existance

And this is how you show me love

It shows me exactly what money's capable of

Now is it the expenses, that make you wanna catch me slippin'

And pay a visit? Cause this is for all my homies (All my homies)

For jackers only, come twist, to the fools in L.A. that know me

I'm back with a fifth of Henn

Kurupt and Dat **** Daz on the mash again

[Verse 6]

Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn

There's nowhere for me to hide from reality

Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn

There's nowhere for me to hide from reality

[Verse 7]

I give it to you like it is, got no time for no games

In a world of madness, will my composure be the same?

Will my friends be around when they rest me in the ground?

I'm a lost soul, lost forever, never ever to be found

Life ain't what it seems, for the **** full of schemes

On the hunt for the cash, they wanna blast ya for green

Hm, these sick bitches wanna get a **** caught up

For what? A simple nut, a simple fuck

[Verse 8]

Daily it enhances the penitentiary chances

To survive in 1995

So I got 1995 ways to survive nowadays

Time and time again, I bust a rhyme again

'Cause I'ma get in deeper shit if I convert to crime again

Out to mentally convert me, the same **** out to hurt me

It irks me, strenuous controversy

[Verse 9]

What's next on the list to complete

After all this shit that popped off on the streets

And all eyes on me, but I won't change sides

'Cause what I represent, I represent 'til I die ('til I die)

[Verse 10]

It's time for me, to grab a tall glass of (Hennessy, Hennessy)

Ya see my ways is to phase all them **** that try me

Leave 'em layin' stiff if they ain't on IV's (Beep, beep)

I beez the hardest regardless, fool

Livin' life, day and night stayin' hard and cruel

Keep my cool, until my mood abruptly switch

Then I'm on a **** ass like bumpy zits (That's right)

[Verse 11]

It's no remorse when you cross my course

I'm not a hunter, but take a **** out for sports

Don't resorts, to thinkin you could get with this

Or you will be a eulogy if you insist to diss Mis-

Ta-Tray Deee

From L.O.N.G

B.E.A.C.H., where the hardest gangstas be

Twenty-first was the worstest turf on the earth

[Verse 12]

Yet I feel I meant to represent from birth, till I die

You wonder why it ain't no secret

Motherfuckers best be in love with this G shit

Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn

There's, nowhere, for me, to hide from reality

Written by: Ricardo Emmanuel Brown

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