[Featuring Tray Dee]



What Is Reality?



Motherf**kers Out Here Don't Know Shit



They Ain't Tryin To Know Shit



Just A Dumb Motherf**ker Out Here Tryin To Represent



Get My Motherf**kin Paper



You Don't Think So? Well Then F**k You Hoe



Cause I'm Ridin On Trucks, Banked All That Type Of Shit



Gotta Get Paid Motherf**ker



[Kurupt]



F**k 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 F**ked 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