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letra de reality - brandon carter

[intro]
what you gon’ do in your sleep?
what you gon’ do if awake?
are you aware of what’s happenin’?
have you touched basis with reality?
i hope and pray we stay safe
there is sane, there’s insane
i know what’s real and what’s not
there is fate, there is faith
there’s nothing much i can say

[hook x4]
oh, we’re stuck in reality

[verse 1]
what’s this place?
what’s the world that we’ve come to?
if we can’t live by its guidelines, then what’s the point of the rules?
you—need to know that the time you got’s not long
you just wasted your time—it’s gone
and i mean, you’re not listening—you’re gone
indeed you ain’t built for this all ‘long
i ain’t gon’ trip with this—headstrong
what’s it to a murderer who tries to change up, but had the audacity to take one?
they took parts of us, and’ll never make up
everything they’ve costed in a blink of an eye
everybody’s fightin’ for a piece of the pie
a gist of the prize, this world is a lie!
pent up by all the armory, that’s draped wit’ our irony
spent up, can’t win the lottery, some kids are starving, see
it’s all in stereo
trends brainwashing, the mainstream, it’s the radio—same scenario
take the good and then laugh, push that to the back
put bad in, the vast majority’s rap?
we work when we young, just to relax when we’re old
bills and mortgages, so what do we own?
people born with a silver spoon in their throat
others scratch and claw to kick you off of your throne
got us looking like savages, it’s so disastrous
gnawed to bits by lurkin’ scavengers, limbs ache, i’m staggerin’
put our bones in piles like our souls don’t matter, heh
our lives depend on things that do not matter, heh
riots risin’, you can hear the clatterin’
peace is a dyin’ subject—do not ask why
look around, what you see, huh?
you’re awake, sink that in, ah
i do not cringe when y’all binge? nah!
i do not feel at home, who’s those people next door?
generation of violence, feel like i’m destined for war
these are hard hitting words that’ll knock out
you’re playin’ yourself when you’re gamblin’
you better back out
you’re playin’ with death when you blaze it
put that cigar out
if you want to end it that way, then that’s the fast route
if your life’s worth the while, then you can cash out
yeah, it’s our finality, normality
had to be this way
’cause we are stuck in reality!

[interlude]
*crumbles lyrics, then freestyles*

[hook x4]
oh we’re stuck in reality

[verse 2]
we’re all cornered in the likes of this cell
cannot escape from this prison
cannot escape in this jail
you can’t trust anybody—seems you’ll never make bail
the people that got a smile on they face are the same people wearin’ a mask and pathologically feint
catastrophically indulged with no sight of restraint
gain the enjoyment when you’re blown out your
brains
the same people who would end their lives because of a text that you sent
the same person that cries right after you leave
because they feel they don’t belong here, like how do they vent?
i don’t know what else i could rant about
without startin’ fires with need to stomp it out
we plant the seed
we plan the seed and yank and reap their own growth
go to sleep every night and wake up—that’s called “hope”
i’m down to teach
but, soundin’ like i’m bound to preach
hate over-powers hate
love over-powers love
but does love over-power hate?
i hate the fact love is questioned
guns don’t k!ll people, people k!ll people!
people kneel ‘neath you, need you feel equal?
change won’t come until you make a change
don’t let the fear of what could happen make nothing happen
don’t you wish you had more time?
but we take it, waste it, face it—our times late
don’t plan a future with someone with no future plans after
don’t you wish you lost n-body?
ever wondered what it’d be like if you could control everything?
yeah, don’t drink another bottle before you p-ss out
you’re playing with health, thinkin’ it helps you with all them drugs now
you’re playing yourself, messin’ wit’ women
you let your guard down
yeah, in this place things aren’t what they appear to be
but this reality, everything’s what it seems
yeah, congratulations you awake in reality?
welcome to the edge of reality, yeah!

- brandon carter

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