Reality Check (OPM)

With brothas smokin' on there Damn we rollin Hadnin' the mic Till we decide about the safe life California where I raised till this very day Hell to pay for the ways of the blaze Everyday a hundred miles an hour Cause my soul's been devoured Never looked up above And push came to shove As it usually does Keepin' with these thugs Doin' all of these drugs with no means of direction Infection But here's my objection Rejection By your whole congregation With no empathy for my situation No place in society that's my reality Angry don't know who's the enemy I'm in deep Underneath the streets It's hard to creep from city to city With all these hitters and the heat Killin' me stealin from me Makes no sense to me So I keep it tight with the homies in the family Here's a reality check from the streets of california Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo Things ain't always what they seem Things ain't always what they seem Here's a reality check from the streets of california Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo Things ain't always what they seem Things ain't always what they seem We're all smokin Tryin' broken homes Chokin' locos For pesos Slingin' dope by the case os Smokin' cocos Laced with dope and opium Cities for niggaz causin' fuckin' pandemonium Cottonmouth Bustin' tracks from kid kreation Me and the artists who performed the hardest collaberations Born and raised in the golden state Servin' up some dinner For southern county serial Imperial Superial lyrical Opium den Evolution of man For your political pollution There's no solution for these county criminal minds Just subliminal rhymes Hypnotizing mankind Here's a reality check from the streets of california Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo Things ain't always what they seem Things ain't always what they seem Here's a reality check from the streets of california Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo Things ain't always what they seem Things ain't always what they seem Here's a reality check from the streets of califonia See california the major growth industry Are private security and penitentiary Risin from the Post war economies That's why the pigs got my homies down on their knees Lined up against the walls So the community can see That the po po won't go away So please now Open up your eyes and realize The land of sunny skies Disguised as paradise Is a lie Here's a reality check from the streets of california Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo Things ain't always what they seem Things ain't always what they seem Here's a reality check from the streets of california Keep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo Things ain't always what they seem Things ain't always what they seem