The Longshots

The Longshots - Reality lyrics

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[Male voice:]

Remember I told you when you started...

The guys who last in this business... are the guys who fly straight

But the guys who want it all, chicas, champagne, flash...

They don't last


[Intro:]

[Crayon:] Yo Rock?

[Rock:] Yo what up son?

[Crayon:] You know we the last ones left right?

[Rock:] Yeah man, everybody falling off, mainstream, underground man

it's crazy

[Crayon:] So you ready to do this?

[Rock:] Yeah we got to man, know what I'm sayin, gotta show 'em how 

real Hip-Hop is made man

[Crayon:] No doubt, no doubt

[Rock:] So let me get up on the mic real fast, show 'em how it's done man

[Crayon:] Uhn huh

[Rock:] Check it out


[Woman voice: Crayon and Rock are the Longshots]


[Rock Shabazz/l]

You portray

The loudest gunfire with great aim

Movie-like that snipes anybody on sight

I see, psychos and youngens that's bustin and pluggin

With no aim so children gets maimed and slain

Catch one in they brains

You talk about

Hardcore dons holding it down behind the walls

Runnin the yard, doin they bid

I see, brothers corrupted that's lost in the system

Forgotten, treated like pigs

Cryin cause they missin they kids

You talk about

Pimps and macks with chicks in packs

Going rawdog laying broads on they backs

I see,plenty STD's and HIV

An aids epidemic leads to R.I.P

You talk about

Niggaz who caught five or nine from forty-fives and nines

Survived to brag in their rhymes

I know, niggaz who caught one and died or lodged in they spine

Now they paralyzed with sores wishing they could walk


[Hook: Rock Shabazz]

So what's reality?

Truth distortion for a salary

Making the songs that revolve around the world

Spit reality raps, but in actual fact

A stereotypical trap

From which you never come back

So all my real niggaz (yeah!)

If you still with us (What!)

Don't feel you gotta front like you peel triggers

Can't believe it even if I see it under my eyes cause in reality

In this city the realest niggaz never survive


[Crayon:]

While these rappers got they beef cooking

They'll never see bookings

They probably two-waying each other when nobody's looking

They probably laughing how these younger kids is dying

They probably fascinated by the products they be buying

Lying, on the radio

Money in an envelope

Saying you tired of that weak shit but you still play it though

Well I'm the antidote

Crayon's the cannibal

Bringing a sledge hammer to your muthafuckin cantalope

So called drug czars

Spit bars, switch cars

Use they rep to fuck video broads

Young ones wanna blow up just to show up

The same lifestyle B-E-T trying to show us

But this the hold up

Longtime coming

Big change, switch names

Longshots gunnin

Lift chains, take rings

All ya'll running

Spit game , new thang for all ya'll fronting


[Hook]


[Male voice:]

And if you think we gon bury you with diamonds and shit on

you got another thing coming


[Crayon:]

When the music stops all these fads go out of style

A bunch of single mothers play dads for fatherless childs

Crooked fingers throwing sets reppin blocks to be proud

But when it all go down what happens when nobody gets found

Who gives a "F" about a crown when nobody is left

The greatest is dead that's why they still bootlegging his best

Niggaz like Feds get gangstas and murderers glorified

But when they get indicted they the first to testify

Tell me why you only show respect to a criminal

When you hit 'em off with checks the only time he's feeling you

Behind bars all these thugs turn homosexual

But when they released to streets somehow they feel they better you

Why every rapper out got the same life story?

By now its more than obvious somebody's a phony

We the last one and only real Emcees

From the class sent before me, will it change we'll see


[Hook]


[Female sings:]

No!

You won't believe the things I've seen

Life on the streets can be so cold

They lose their minds and sell their souls

It's still a mystery to me

You won't believe the things I've seen

This life ain't nothing but a dream
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Language: English

Appearing on: Hunger Music (2005)

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