Reality Lyrics - No Mercy - Da Youngsta's

Whispering: Reality, reality, it's reality 

Reality, reality, reality, its reality (3X) 

Well I get up in the morning shower up and take a drive 

I'm feeling kinda good cause its good to be alive 

The radio is playing ("Its so hard to say goodbye") 

It makes me think of all my homies that died 

Pain in my heart frustration in my mind 

Is my kind or is man blind 

I see my black sister sellin booty in the street 

(Do she want to get high?) Or do her kids need to eat 

I creep; later along I see more drama 

(Oh Lord) What a brother got to do to make a dollar? 

Sellin more cain than the little stick up kids 

Innocent fix in the middle 

Kitty gotta body at a party now we lives upstate 

To late to change a great mistake 

Thoughts crowd my mind as it gets colder 

Cops pull me over cause I'm in a Range Rover 

I never sweat it; forget it that's how it be 

Cause where I'm livin yo its reality 

[Chorus] 

Everything I see (is reality) 

Cops harassin (is reality) 

In my city (is reality) 

Scratching: Life as a shorty shouldn't be so rough 

(reality, its reality) 

Everything I see is reality 

In the ghettos across the country 

(Come follow me) 

Brothers on the block shootin craps (yelling) 

Watch out they bustin caps 

Cops frustrated cause I'm not doin 30 

They stop me for what? Illegal search 

Keep on shiftin your eyes G 

Because you can't find nothing on me 

I'm not guilty 

I guess its reality in the city 

Everybody wants to be like Frank Nitty 

I mean really, yo I feel a little pity 

But I just sit back relax and hit the Philly 

Meditatin yo I'm another state N 

But I ain't to far from this, I'm still relatin 

To the streets where I was born and raised in 

I peeped too many things, ain't nothing amazin 

[Chorus] - 2X 

Its real, brothers got their hands on the steel 

Killin other brothers for the thrill (For Real) 

My next-door neighbor just went into the labor 

Another little child who might grow awhile 

Then again, will he make it when he's older? 

Never knew his moms and pop when they were sober 

(Project livin ain't nothing to laugh at) 

Rat-A-Tat-Tat watch out for the black tech 

Which way is out? Is it the gates of hell? 

Or a jail cell, or getting a job doin well 

I excel I'm just a young brother tryin to make it 

I worked too hard for a fool tryin to take it 

Livin in the badlands step to bat and 

Hurtin the mind now you want to be a bad man 

Everything I see (is reality) 

On my block, downtown, and even in my family 

ain't no escape like Alcatraz 

The inner city is past, only the strong will last