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Masters Of Reality Gettin High

mine to live Ain't gonna make it Workin' nine to five Just to stay alive Got no fins For to swim in the sea Got no wings to fly But I'm gettin' high

up off that bullshit quick Caught up in the limelight gettin way too slick See em at the shows bout to rock they shit off Gettin they peeps fucked

I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but

buckin' y'all foes Gettin' sucked now from my fuckin' neck to my toes Still shootin' descent, throwin' grenades at the precinct Henny, Wood, Guiness, Mad niggaz are gettin

better get up off that bullshit quick Caught up in the limelight, gettin' way too slick See 'em at the shows 'bout to rock they shit off Gettin' they

Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep So much

Time goes by puffin on a lie, hopin that it gets me high gotta nigga goin crazy, crazy Niggas wanted to kill me, got locked up and never found me So

better get up off that bullshit quick Caught up in the limelight gettin way too slick See em at the shows bout to rock they shit off Gettin they peeps

I heard the city breathe in its sleep Of reality I touch, but for me it's hard to keep Deep, I heard my man breathe in his sleep Of reality I touch, but