Renditions of Reality Songtext - Twiztid

Renditions of Reality - Twiztid

Except for the fam. My contacts arent on. Put your fist in the air. Whatcha gone do? Put your fist in the air. Put your fist in the air. When I slip into reality hoes wanna straddle me playa haters wanna battle me but I shed em' all like calories proficy preacha lend your ear and I'll reach ya and if ya willin to be taught Im gonna teach ya Im not a people person truth is I can't stand too many people so many victim turn to punk perpetrate and call me evil but evil is a harsh word tell the mocking bird 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 then im no better the same message over and over with different spin on it. Playa hatin is an art of a scandalous and shabby person so do it all so well that Ill be damned if they dont rehearse it. Disperse it to people like me and you everyday then expect the common man to turn his cheek and walk away and now I pray for an end to the madness, no more sadness should all go to my people that preside to be the baddest and all that they do and say but over shadows turn the clouds from night to day its so tremendous that you couldn't even walk away if you chose to you weren't even suppose t---Lyrics submitted by Justin.


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