you're falling from graces Rehearsing all your persona will need when you're front-page fighting (aim) for your dignity I almost taste the the irony How fiction
just another Punch and Judy show. * Any information that we receive concerning the real world is carefully controlled, Why else would fiction have such
what's across my neck Be clear, I'm more into her career then her hair Her mindstate; nothing is insurmountable I'm worried about her account, is she accountable? Real
now people' bout to know me) the signifigance of this is get you bliss and keep you hungry my style never duplicated it metaphores constently while other brothers be actin real
Or see the world go by, oh yeah Someone can love so completely One kiss should break the sea Truth can be stranger than fiction This love is real, this love is real
live your life to the fullest What's life if you ain't enjoying it, know what I'm talking 'bout? My purpose really used to be so unclear Science fiction
verse, but I stay hard to the chorus Took this girl to work, she say I ain't have a real job Like that dick you had last night, baby, I work real hard
busy on this occasion You can take an hour or two out of every day Living in a world of music you feel no pain It's just as real to escape as to suffer
on bicycles pedalin' Quit meddling in my business I'm a grown man I leave no witnesses, I'm a known man I understand reality to the fullest And plan
think you got it all set-up You think you got the perfect plan You think you got it all set-up You think you got the perfect plan We break your plans
idiot box Showin' it pays to be a busta, tittes and cocks Exposin' we all slows a hustlas glocks samo No love for any muthaphucka Is that real of fiction
into the path or righteousness might get dissed those who pump a fist but aint right with this i increase rhymes wacks and weak minds if it aint real
property, fuck what's across my neck Be clear, I'm more into her career then her hair Her mindstate; nothing is insurmountable I'm worried about her account, is she accountable? Real
these yout' man like to go on, busting shots in the crowd when there's a show on, they're just putting a show on. Real gangsters stay underground like non-fiction
Che Che Che Che Check Yo, Real sick hearing these pricks talk shit They get there throats slit coz they talkin to me like im thick And im, Real tired
Gotta live your life to the fullest What's life if you ain't enjoying it, Know what I'm talking bout?) My purpose really used to be so unclear Science fiction
Bubblin we don't need no more trouble That bahella-scope vision, hot hot fiction Like im running a muck upon a rhythm Stay on the plan so you don
the real world is carefully controlled, Why else would fiction have such licence? We are allowed to see endless theatrical deaths, But when the real