Renditions Of Reality
by* Twiztid
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Jamie Maddrox]
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
When you slip into reality
Hoes wanna straddle me
Playa haters wanna battle me
But I shed em all like calories
Prophecy preacher
Lend your ear and I'll reach ya
And if your willing to be taught I'ma teach ya
I'm not a people person
Truth is I can't stand too many people
So many fake the funk
and perpetrate and call me evil
But evil is a harsh word
Tell the mockingbird
that I said it
A man of my word
I won't regret it
If I let it get to me like it get to them I'm no better
The same message over and over with different sender
Playa hatin is an art of a scandalous and shabby person
Some do it oh so well
I'll be damned if they don't rehearse it
Disperse it to people like me and you everyday
And they expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away
And now I pray for an end to the madness
No more sadness
shall fall to my people
That preside to be the baddest
And all that they do and say
But overshadowed by a cloud
turnin night to day
It's so tremendous
that you couldn't even walk away
If you chose to
You even supposed to watch the ones you close too
Now that's insane
Tell me will it change
I'm confused
not a thing to lose
This shit is far from positive
And saddens like the booze
Payin dues
ain't the only part of duties
That bestowedto the chosen
Spittin lyrics in the microphone
And dodgin playa haters till my temple hit the ceiling
And this how they got a nigga feeling
I done fell into reality
My renditions of reality
Call it bad or good,wrong or right
Believe in me
Believe in me and I'll believe in you
One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of bricks
I'm feeling so sick
one of my dawgs passed and shit
I'm feelin like killin em all
But what's that solve?
He still gonna be dead in the morning
why take the fall
Inside I be so mad I'm finna burst
Instead of a Chevys
My homie's rollin in the back of a hearse.
You know it's worse
It's too hard to cope with some days
Murderous ways leavin me sick and in a daze
Comatose
completely tore up
Nerves be so bad
I wanna throw up
I'm bout to blow up
In a rage
I need to talk
nobody wanna listen
On the corner
murder mindstate condition
Overload
Pull the trigger
Stress got the best of suicide
Pour out some liquor
Another grave digga gets paid
Digging a grave for senseless ways
Keep to ourself and stay paid
All of my dawgs can't die
I visit the sky and reminisce when I'm high
I'm never gonna lie
I got love for my peoples
Dead or Alive
Or we can smoke out in the ride in my memory
Yeah
Reality is just a fragment
A fragment of our souls
My eyes are closed
My head is spinnin
My head is spinnin
I don't know.
This is a musical masterpiece dedicated to down rydas
Keep it in your clique
fuck the Outsiders
People hatin' on everything and everything's the same
Everybody is a player and life is a silly game
It's a damn shame
daddy died eleven years today.
I wonder if he know I'm doin' straight
Could you tell him something
If you see my pops before I do
Let him know that he's remembered by my crew
And everyday in my mind
any place
any time
Lookin in the sky for the seventh sign
I walk around
nobody knows what I do
Sealing fates and date rapes
As my body transcends through this portal of life
Smokin blunts
wrongin my rights
I live for the night
Because I melt in the light
Completely out of sight
For facts so unknown
So grotesque never stated on microphones
So alone in this fucked up world, it sucks dick
Everybody got a problem with somethin
Well you can bet
I'll be the last one
More like the last dragon of sorts
To ever let this world contort their way of thinking
It's so essential it gives us all the potential
To take over the world, in our mentals
If I can't live my life the way I wanna live my life
Then why can't I die.
Why can't I die
My renditions of reality
Bad or good, wrong or right
Yeah (Reality is a fragment inside my soul)
Believe in me (My eyes are closed, head spinnin and I don't know
(It's just reality, bad or good, wrong or right
Believe in me and I'll believe in you)
My rendition of reality
(And everything's tight)
Reality is a fragment inside my soul
My eyes are closed, head spinnin and I don't know, and I don't know, and I don't know..
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