《R.E.A.L.I.T.Y.》是KRS-One演唱的歌曲，收錄於專輯《KRS-One (Explicit)》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：R.E.A.L.I.T.Y.
- 所屬專輯：KRS-One (Explicit)
- 歌曲原唱：KRS-One
- 發行日期：1995年3月19日
歌曲歌詞
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
These are the streets
Sh*t is real out here
This ain't no f**king joke
I lived in a spot called Millbrooke Projects
The original criminal minded rap topic
With twenty cents in my pocket I saw the light
If you're young gifted and black you got no rights
Your only true right is a right to a fight
And not a fair fight I wake up wondering who died last night
Everyone and everything is at war
Making my poetic expression hardcore
I ain't afraid to say it and many can't get with it
At times in my life I was a welfare recipient
I ate the free cheese while the church said believe
And went to school everyday like a goddamn fool
Well anyway here I am chilling at the party
Brothers looking at me like they wanna kill somebody
A cypher manifested in the center of the jam
I got to show these wack rappers really who I am
It's me against them so I clear the phlegm
And wage the war hardcore to the end
For someone looking inside yeah from the out
It seems like disrespect is what rap is all about
But hip-hop as a culture is really what we give it
But sometimes the culture contradicts how we live it
'Cause every black kid lives two and three lives
The city's a jungle only the strong will survive
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
Every single day I hear lie after lie
Like "Black people don't die we multiply"
So when I kick a rhyme I represent how I feel
The sacred street art of keeping it real
Why I gotta listen to somebody else
How they got wealth let me talk about myself
But all I really got is hip-hop and a glock
The results are obvious if I'm confined to my block
Occasionally in the city I'm released
To meet other beasts looking for the feast
We grunt and growl on the prowl as the air gets thinner
"Yo yo there he go him" there's the dinner
White meat carrying a bag of some sort
Life is short white meat is quickly caught
A scuffle a muffle yet none of us hesitated
Like Mother Africa white meat is violated
We quickly disappear like Santa's little elves
And go into a area to fight amongst ourselves
We say "Peace" 'cause that's what we really want
A piece of the pie that America flaunts
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
Oh sh*t
The truth is that police must serve and protect
R E A L I T Y is black youth is shown no respect
The truth is government has a war against drugs
R E A L I T Y is government is ruled by thugs
With all this technology above and under
Humanity still hunts down one another
Rappers display artistic cannibalism
Through lyricism we fight each other over rhythm
Through basic animal instincts we think
So the battle for mental territory is glory end of story
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
R E A L I T Y ain't always the truth
Rhymes Equal Actual Life In The Youth
Yeah
These are the streets
Sh*t is real out here
This ain't no f**king joke
