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Song: Reality Check Band: O.P.M. Album: Menace to Sobriety Year: 2000 Tabber: beranger80@hotmail.com Note: sorry if the lyrics are not 100% correct but it's really difficult to understand for foreign hears Intro (0:00) B Hamonics riff (0:05) D E B e-----<12>-------|---------<12>-------| b----------<12>--|--------------------| g--<7>-----------|------<7>-----<12>--| d----------------|--<7>---------------| a----------------|--------------------| e----------------|--------------------| x2 x2 Speech (0:13)
BIt's a Reality check from the streets of Southern California DWith brothas always smokin' on the doja EThe O.P.M., damn we rollin' BHand on the mic till we decide about the sick life
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DCalifornia where I raised till this very day EHell to pay for the ways of the blaze BEveryday a hundred miles an hour BCause my soul's been devoured DNever looked up above and push came to shove EAs it usually does, keepin' with these thugs BDoin' all of these drugs with no means of direction BInfection, but here's my objection
Verse (0:46)
DRejection by your whole congregation EWith no empathy for my situation BNo place in society that's my reality BAngry don't know who's the enemy DI'm in deep, underneath the streets EIt's hard to creep from city to city With all these hitters and the heat BKillin' me stealin from me, makes no sense to me BSo I keep it tight with the homies in the family
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DHere's a reality check from the streets of california EKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo BThings ain't always what they seem BThings ain't always what they seem DHere's a reality check from the streets of california EKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo BThings ain't always what they seem BThings ain't always what they seem
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DWe're all smokin, tryin' broken homes EChokin' locos, for pesos, slingin' dope by the case os BSmokin' cocos, laced with dope and opium BCities for niggaz causin' fuckin' pandemonium DSpoiled by suburbia, Cottonmouth what then all the man EFormin' corny reputations BBustin' tracks from Kid Kreation me and the artists BWho performed the hardest collaberations
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DBorn and raised in the golden state Don't invite no plates servin' up some dinner EFor southern county serial sinner BImperial, superial lyrical In again, see the opium den, We see the man who posed prohibitin' DAnd drop a eight to eliminate a peaceful EEvolution of man for your political pollution BThere's no solution for these county criminal minds BJust subliminal rhymes, hypnotizing mankind
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DHere's a reality check from the streets of california EKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo BThings ain't always what they seem BThings ain't always what they seem DHere's a reality check from the streets of california EKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo BThings ain't always what they seem BThings ain't always what they seem
Bridge (2:37)
DHere's a reality check from the streets of califonia
Verse (2:43)
ESee california the major growth industry Are private security and penitentiary DRisin from the climatose cold war economies That's why the pigs got my homies down on their knees ELined up against the walls, so the community can see That the po po won't go away, so please now DOpen up your eyes and realize The land of sunny skies, disguised as paradise, is a liEe
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DHere's a reality check from the streets of california EKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo BThings ain't always what they seem BThings ain't always what they seem (from here play both riffs) DHere's a reality check from the streets of california EKeep your eyes wide open to what's really goin' on yo BThings ain't always what they seem BThings ain't always what they seem