Luyện nghe bài hát R.E.A.L.I.T.Y.

Reality, ain't always the
Rhymes equal actual life, in the

I lived in a spot called projects
The original criminal rap topic
With cents in my pocket I saw the light
If you're gifted and black, you got no rights
Your only true right, is a to a fight
And not a fair fight, I wake up who died last night
and everything is at war
Makin' my expression hardcore
I ain't to say it, and many can't get with it
At in my life, I was a welfare recipient
I ate the free cheese, the church said believe
And went to school everyday, like a god damn
anyway, here I am, chillin' at the party
Brothers lookin' at me they want to kill somebody
A cypher in the center of the jam
I got to show wack rappers really who I am
me against them, so I clear the phlegm
And the war, hardcore to the end
For someone lookin' inside, from the out
It like disrespect is what rap is all about
But as a culture, is really what we give it
But sometimes the culture contradicts how we it
Cause every kid lives two and three lives
The a jungle, only the strong will survive

Reality, always the truth
equal actual life, in the youth
Reality, ain't the truth
Rhymes actual life, in the youth

Every single day I lie after lie
Like "black don't die, we multiply"
So when I a rhyme I represent how I feel
The sacred street art of keepin' it
Why I gotta listen, to somebody
How they got wealth, let me talk about
But all I got is hip-hop and a glock
The are obvious, if I'm confined to my block
Occasionally, in the I'm released
To meet other beasts, lookin' for the
We and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets thinner
"yo yo he go, him," there's the dinner
White meat, a bag of some sort
Life is short, white meat is caught
A scuffle a muffle yet none of us
Like mother africa, meat is violated
We quickly disappear, like santa's elves
And go into a area to fight amongst
We say, "peace/piece" cause that's what we want
A piece of the pie america flaunts

Reality, ain't the truth
Rhymes equal actual life, in the
Reality, ain't always the
Rhymes equal life, in the youth

The truth is that police serve and protect
is black youth is shown no respect
The truth is government has a war drugs
is government is ruled by thugs
With all this technology, above and
Humanity still down one another
Rappers display artistic
Through lyricism, we fight each other rhythm
Through basic animal instincts, we
So the battle for territory is glory, end of story

Reality, ain't always the
Rhymes equal actual life, in the
Reality, ain't always the
Rhymes actual life, in the youth