Luyện nghe bài hát R.E.A.L.I.T.Y.

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

I lived in a spot called millbrooke
The criminal minded rap topic
With twenty in my pocket I saw the light
If you're gifted and black, you got no rights
Your true right, is a right to a fight
And not a fair fight, I wake up who died last night
Everyone and is at war
Makin' my expression hardcore
I ain't afraid to say it, and many can't get it
At times in my life, I was a welfare
I ate the free cheese, while the church believe
And to school everyday, like a god damn fool
Well anyway, here I am, at the party
Brothers lookin' at me they want to kill somebody
A cypher manifested in the of the jam
I got to show these wack really who I am
It's me against them, so I clear the
And the war, hardcore to the end
For someone lookin' inside, yeah the out
It seems like disrespect is what rap is all
But as a culture, is really what we give it
But the culture contradicts how we live it
Cause every black kid lives two and three
The city's a jungle, the strong will survive

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

single day I hear lie after lie
Like "black people die, we multiply"
So I kick a rhyme I represent how I feel
The sacred art of keepin' it real
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 city I'm
To meet other beasts, lookin' for the
We grunt and growl, on the prowl, as the air gets
"yo yo there he go, him," the dinner
White meat, carryin' a bag of some
is short, white meat is quickly caught
A a muffle yet none of us hesitated
Like mother africa, white meat is
We disappear, like santa's little elves
And go into a area to amongst ourselves
We say, "peace/piece" cause that's we really want
A of the pie that america flaunts

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

The truth is that police must serve and
Reality is black youth is no respect
The is government has a war against drugs
Reality is government is by thugs
With all technology, above and under
Humanity still hunts down one
Rappers artistic cannibalism
Through lyricism, we fight each over rhythm
basic animal instincts, we think
So the for mental territory is glory, end of story

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