歌曲 | Renditions of Reality |
歌手 | Twiztid |
专辑 | Cryptic Collection |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Twiztid | |
When you step into reality. | |
Always wanna strattle me. | |
Player haters wanna battle me. | |
But i shed em' all like calories. | |
Prophecy preacher, lend your ear and i'll reach ya. | |
And if your willin to be taught imma teach ya. | |
I'm not a people person, truth is i cant stand to many people. | |
So many fake the funk, perpatrate and call me evil. | |
But evil is a harsh word. | |
Tell the mockingbird, that i said it. | |
A man of my word i wont regret it. | |
If i let it get to me like it get to them im no better. | |
The same message over and over what difference does it make | |
Player hatin is a art of a scandelous and shafty person. | |
Some do is so well i'll be damned if they dont rehearse it. | |
Disperse it to people like me and you everday. | |
And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away. | |
And now i pray for a end of the madness. | |
No more sadness. | |
To all my people who preside to be the baddess. | |
And all that they do and say. | |
But oh no shadow white cloud turnin night to day. | |
Its so tremendous that you couldn't even walk away. | |
If you choose you even suppose to watch the ones you close to, now thats | |
Insane. | |
Tell me will it change im confused. | |
Not a thing to lose. | |
This shit is far from positive it saddens like booze. | |
Paying dues aint the only part of duties that ? | |
To the chosen. | |
Spittin lyrics in the microphone and. | |
Dodgin player haters till my temper hit the ceilin. | |
And this how they got a nigga feelin. | |
I done fell into reality. | |
[chorus 1x] | |
My renditions of reality. | |
Call it bad, call it good. | |
Wrong or right. | |
Note! believe in me. | |
Believe in me. | |
And i believe in you. | |
Everythings gonna be allright. | |
[monoxide child] | |
One day its goin hit me like a ton of bricks. | |
Im feelin so sick. | |
One of my dogs passed and shit. | |
I'm feelin like killin them all. | |
But whats that solve? | |
He's still goin be dead in the mornin. | |
Why take a fall? | |
Inside i be so mad i'm fin to burst. | |
Instead of chevy's, my homey's ridin in the back of a hurse. | |
You know whats worse. | |
Its to hard to coup with some days. | |
Murderous ways. | |
Leavin me shakin in the days. | |
Comotose, completely tore up. | |
Nerves be so bad i throw up. | |
Im bout to blow up. | |
In a rage, i need to talk nobody listen. | |
On the corner murder mindstate condition. | |
Overload! pull the trigger. | |
Stress got the best of suicide pour out some liquor. | |
Another great nigga that gets paid. | |
Diggin our grave. for senseless ways. | |
Keep to ourselves and stay paid. | |
All my dogs cant die or visit the sky. | |
And reminise when i'm high. | |
I'm never goin lie. | |
I got love for people, dead or alive. | |
We can smoke out in the ride of our memories. | |
[chorus 1x] | |
Reality is just a fragment. | |
Fragment inside my soul. | |
My eyes are closed. | |
My head is spinnin. | |
My head is spinnin. | |
[jamie maddrox] | |
This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down riders. | |
Keep it in yo kliq fuck the outsiders. | |
People hatin on everthang and everythang's the same. | |
Everybody is a player and life is a silly game. | |
Its a damn shame. | |
Daddy died 11 years today. | |
I wonder if he know im doin straight. | |
Could you tell him somethin if you see my pops? | |
Before i do? let him know that he's remembered by my crew. | |
And everyday, in my mind, in my place, anytime. | |
Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign. | |
[monoxide child] | |
I walk around nobody know's what i do. | |
Chillin phaze and date raps | |
As my body transends through this portal of life. | |
Smokin blunts wrongin my rights. | |
I live for the night cause im meltin in light. | |
Completely outta site. | |
For facts so unknown. | |
So grotisque never stated on microphones. | |
So alone in this fucked up world, it sucks dick. | |
Everybody gotta problem when you cant bet. | |
I be the last one, more like the last dragon. | |
No swords to ever let this world contort. | |
The way your thinkin its so essential. | |
It gives us all the potential | |
To take over the world in our ?mentals? | |
If i cant live my life the way i wanna live my life. | |
Then why cant i die! why cant i die! | |
[chorus 1x] | |
My renditions of reality. | |
Call it bad, call it good. | |
Wrong or right. | |
Note! believe in me. | |
Believe in me. | |
And i believe in you. | |
Everythings gonna be alright. |
zuo qu : Twiztid | |
When you step into reality. | |
Always wanna strattle me. | |
Player haters wanna battle me. | |
But i shed em' all like calories. | |
Prophecy preacher, lend your ear and i' ll reach ya. | |
And if your willin to be taught imma teach ya. | |
I' m not a people person, truth is i cant stand to many people. | |
So many fake the funk, perpatrate and call me evil. | |
But evil is a harsh word. | |
Tell the mockingbird, that i said it. | |
A man of my word i wont regret it. | |
If i let it get to me like it get to them im no better. | |
The same message over and over what difference does it make | |
Player hatin is a art of a scandelous and shafty person. | |
Some do is so well i' ll be damned if they dont rehearse it. | |
Disperse it to people like me and you everday. | |
And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away. | |
And now i pray for a end of the madness. | |
No more sadness. | |
To all my people who preside to be the baddess. | |
And all that they do and say. | |
But oh no shadow white cloud turnin night to day. | |
Its so tremendous that you couldn' t even walk away. | |
If you choose you even suppose to watch the ones you close to, now thats | |
Insane. | |
Tell me will it change im confused. | |
Not a thing to lose. | |
This shit is far from positive it saddens like booze. | |
Paying dues aint the only part of duties that ? | |
To the chosen. | |
Spittin lyrics in the microphone and. | |
Dodgin player haters till my temper hit the ceilin. | |
And this how they got a nigga feelin. | |
I done fell into reality. | |
chorus 1x | |
My renditions of reality. | |
Call it bad, call it good. | |
Wrong or right. | |
Note! believe in me. | |
Believe in me. | |
And i believe in you. | |
Everythings gonna be allright. | |
monoxide child | |
One day its goin hit me like a ton of bricks. | |
Im feelin so sick. | |
One of my dogs passed and shit. | |
I' m feelin like killin them all. | |
But whats that solve? | |
He' s still goin be dead in the mornin. | |
Why take a fall? | |
Inside i be so mad i' m fin to burst. | |
Instead of chevy' s, my homey' s ridin in the back of a hurse. | |
You know whats worse. | |
Its to hard to coup with some days. | |
Murderous ways. | |
Leavin me shakin in the days. | |
Comotose, completely tore up. | |
Nerves be so bad i throw up. | |
Im bout to blow up. | |
In a rage, i need to talk nobody listen. | |
On the corner murder mindstate condition. | |
Overload! pull the trigger. | |
Stress got the best of suicide pour out some liquor. | |
Another great nigga that gets paid. | |
Diggin our grave. for senseless ways. | |
Keep to ourselves and stay paid. | |
All my dogs cant die or visit the sky. | |
And reminise when i' m high. | |
I' m never goin lie. | |
I got love for people, dead or alive. | |
We can smoke out in the ride of our memories. | |
chorus 1x | |
Reality is just a fragment. | |
Fragment inside my soul. | |
My eyes are closed. | |
My head is spinnin. | |
My head is spinnin. | |
jamie maddrox | |
This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down riders. | |
Keep it in yo kliq fuck the outsiders. | |
People hatin on everthang and everythang' s the same. | |
Everybody is a player and life is a silly game. | |
Its a damn shame. | |
Daddy died 11 years today. | |
I wonder if he know im doin straight. | |
Could you tell him somethin if you see my pops? | |
Before i do? let him know that he' s remembered by my crew. | |
And everyday, in my mind, in my place, anytime. | |
Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign. | |
monoxide child | |
I walk around nobody know' s what i do. | |
Chillin phaze and date raps | |
As my body transends through this portal of life. | |
Smokin blunts wrongin my rights. | |
I live for the night cause im meltin in light. | |
Completely outta site. | |
For facts so unknown. | |
So grotisque never stated on microphones. | |
So alone in this fucked up world, it sucks dick. | |
Everybody gotta problem when you cant bet. | |
I be the last one, more like the last dragon. | |
No swords to ever let this world contort. | |
The way your thinkin its so essential. | |
It gives us all the potential | |
To take over the world in our ? mentals? | |
If i cant live my life the way i wanna live my life. | |
Then why cant i die! why cant i die! | |
chorus 1x | |
My renditions of reality. | |
Call it bad, call it good. | |
Wrong or right. | |
Note! believe in me. | |
Believe in me. | |
And i believe in you. | |
Everythings gonna be alright. |
zuò qǔ : Twiztid | |
When you step into reality. | |
Always wanna strattle me. | |
Player haters wanna battle me. | |
But i shed em' all like calories. | |
Prophecy preacher, lend your ear and i' ll reach ya. | |
And if your willin to be taught imma teach ya. | |
I' m not a people person, truth is i cant stand to many people. | |
So many fake the funk, perpatrate and call me evil. | |
But evil is a harsh word. | |
Tell the mockingbird, that i said it. | |
A man of my word i wont regret it. | |
If i let it get to me like it get to them im no better. | |
The same message over and over what difference does it make | |
Player hatin is a art of a scandelous and shafty person. | |
Some do is so well i' ll be damned if they dont rehearse it. | |
Disperse it to people like me and you everday. | |
And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away. | |
And now i pray for a end of the madness. | |
No more sadness. | |
To all my people who preside to be the baddess. | |
And all that they do and say. | |
But oh no shadow white cloud turnin night to day. | |
Its so tremendous that you couldn' t even walk away. | |
If you choose you even suppose to watch the ones you close to, now thats | |
Insane. | |
Tell me will it change im confused. | |
Not a thing to lose. | |
This shit is far from positive it saddens like booze. | |
Paying dues aint the only part of duties that ? | |
To the chosen. | |
Spittin lyrics in the microphone and. | |
Dodgin player haters till my temper hit the ceilin. | |
And this how they got a nigga feelin. | |
I done fell into reality. | |
chorus 1x | |
My renditions of reality. | |
Call it bad, call it good. | |
Wrong or right. | |
Note! believe in me. | |
Believe in me. | |
And i believe in you. | |
Everythings gonna be allright. | |
monoxide child | |
One day its goin hit me like a ton of bricks. | |
Im feelin so sick. | |
One of my dogs passed and shit. | |
I' m feelin like killin them all. | |
But whats that solve? | |
He' s still goin be dead in the mornin. | |
Why take a fall? | |
Inside i be so mad i' m fin to burst. | |
Instead of chevy' s, my homey' s ridin in the back of a hurse. | |
You know whats worse. | |
Its to hard to coup with some days. | |
Murderous ways. | |
Leavin me shakin in the days. | |
Comotose, completely tore up. | |
Nerves be so bad i throw up. | |
Im bout to blow up. | |
In a rage, i need to talk nobody listen. | |
On the corner murder mindstate condition. | |
Overload! pull the trigger. | |
Stress got the best of suicide pour out some liquor. | |
Another great nigga that gets paid. | |
Diggin our grave. for senseless ways. | |
Keep to ourselves and stay paid. | |
All my dogs cant die or visit the sky. | |
And reminise when i' m high. | |
I' m never goin lie. | |
I got love for people, dead or alive. | |
We can smoke out in the ride of our memories. | |
chorus 1x | |
Reality is just a fragment. | |
Fragment inside my soul. | |
My eyes are closed. | |
My head is spinnin. | |
My head is spinnin. | |
jamie maddrox | |
This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down riders. | |
Keep it in yo kliq fuck the outsiders. | |
People hatin on everthang and everythang' s the same. | |
Everybody is a player and life is a silly game. | |
Its a damn shame. | |
Daddy died 11 years today. | |
I wonder if he know im doin straight. | |
Could you tell him somethin if you see my pops? | |
Before i do? let him know that he' s remembered by my crew. | |
And everyday, in my mind, in my place, anytime. | |
Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign. | |
monoxide child | |
I walk around nobody know' s what i do. | |
Chillin phaze and date raps | |
As my body transends through this portal of life. | |
Smokin blunts wrongin my rights. | |
I live for the night cause im meltin in light. | |
Completely outta site. | |
For facts so unknown. | |
So grotisque never stated on microphones. | |
So alone in this fucked up world, it sucks dick. | |
Everybody gotta problem when you cant bet. | |
I be the last one, more like the last dragon. | |
No swords to ever let this world contort. | |
The way your thinkin its so essential. | |
It gives us all the potential | |
To take over the world in our ? mentals? | |
If i cant live my life the way i wanna live my life. | |
Then why cant i die! why cant i die! | |
chorus 1x | |
My renditions of reality. | |
Call it bad, call it good. | |
Wrong or right. | |
Note! believe in me. | |
Believe in me. | |
And i believe in you. | |
Everythings gonna be alright. |