Lunar C - Reality Check lyrics

Now, it has been given to us Chorus Having a conscience is a weakness when the enemies you have dont Sometimes you gotta stoop to their level to be in control So even if I got to beg steal or borrow I'll do what I need to do to get to see tomorrow Some have eyes in the back of their head But some people are blind so it has to be (fed?)) If you think you'll get by just by having respect Well this is your reality check, mother f**er Yo There's no one I consider as my equal Find me on twitter starting a race war against white people I'm not racist or fascist What is h*mophobic Who the f**'s afraid of a f*ggot? Maybe I shoulda been a stain on mattress Instead of raised as a ba*tard And left to play in the traffic These co*ky amateurs must be sniffin' a dodgy batch They're on my dick I'm so f**in' sick of these copy cats I've got callouses on my thumbs from zippin' up body bags I lied if I said I do regret my actions I threw a temper tantrum Decided to shoot a (?) Choose some sket some random f** 'em my (q?)) was held for ransom I need to succeed failures my worst comprehendin' And I don't mean to brag I know it sounds condescendin' But they know I'm puttin' 'em to shame they should stop pretendin' I'm the only one goin' in like a (?) Chorus Some of these dudes act like this sh** is a f**in' fashion show They'll get toe tagged for trespa**ing in my battle zone Cro smoke lookin' like a steam from a dragon's nose Eyes like camel toes Grade by the barrel load I don't know why all these kids are copyin' me I ain't got no swag I just wear whatever the sponsors give me The sqaud is shifty Rich kids showin' off is risky They'll get left to slum it in the squat with diddly squat it's grizzly Nothin' pretty 'bout the way we livin' Tryina play the system It's a struggle just stayin' driven I want fans but I don't want to hear the hate and dissin' I wanna get high but I don't want to pay for piff n' I wanna f** b**hes but I don't wanna wake up with 'em You feel out everything and put it down to try to level (?) I don't have the patience and time and effort to play with these kids Like a child molester with a violent temper Chorus f**a f**a f**a f**a This is your reality che-che-check Mudda f**a Mudda f**a This is your reality che-che-check Mudda f**a (x3) Mudda mudda mudda f**a f**a f**a f**a