Paroles:
Lost Reality These Days

these flames and burn in these days I live in these days without a reason found I live in these days I die in these days I wanna in these days count

Coupes My enemies dead n buried, now the stress is through But that's a dream, though it seems like reality; there'll never be peace long as there's fiends on these

penetentiary called life Deciphering wrong from right Dodging these institutions these niggas shooting Puttin' the oldest far from life, Facing a brick wall at a stand still Was it a dream or was it reality

a lame flow You bought the shit I guess you to blame too I just found the angle No more reality flow I'm tryna time my album dropping with a reality show

face our Harsh reality. Will death be low mist that Hangs on the sea? We run from the evil tongues, rash Judgements, selfish men Never to be seen on these

waters No welfare supporters more conscious of the way we raise our daughters Days are shorter, nights are colder Feeling like life is over, these snakes

pigeons Sweep your sector, leavin you niggaz for stool-pigeons My religion is a way of life, but the trife replays Cuz niggaz actin shiest these days

of control, I don't know where I'm headed, the Land of the Lost got my soul [Chorus] [Third Verse:] My Mama said there would be days like these, The

, still livin' for today In these last days an' times The way to be, paradise like relaxin' black Latino an' Anglo-Saxon, Armani exchange the reins Cash, Lost