Lyrics:

What is reality? Motherfuckers out here don't know shit They ain't tryin to know shit Just a dumb motherfucker out here tryin to represent Get my motherfuckin paper You don't think so? Well then fuck you hoe Cause I'm ridin on trucks, banked all that type of shit Gotta get paid motherfucker [Kurupt] Fuck dreamin the same dreams, bein down for the same team When it seems to be reality is just a dream Eye to eye, the colors that I wear is do or die When I walk down the street, will I meet evil in disguise So, I tote a fo'-fo' with hollow tips While my mind tellin me 'should I not', or 'should I peel it?' What I represent God only knows what lies for myself Jealousy and hatred niggaz is out for my wealth Will I perish? Later selfish for the rest of my life Cause those who live wrong is bound to live a short life Will money be the root of my destruction? Without the money I can't even seem to function [Dat Nigga Daz] Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn There's nowhere for me to hide from reality As complex as the situation gets I remain I maintain, ain't that much strain To make me twist myself like Kurt Cobain Ahh shit, I don't believe this Some niggaz that I fucked with tryin to pull a twist But ain't that much twistin in existance And this is how you show me love It shows me exactly what money's capable of Now is it that expenses that make you wanna catch me slippin and pay a visit, cause this is, for all my homies (all my homies) for jackers only Come twist, to the fools in L.A. that know me I'm back with the fifth of Henn Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz on the mash again Now there's, nowhere, for me, to turn T