Reks - Gepeto (Reality Is...) lyrics

[Intro] (women speaking) Troy Davis broke my heart. So that really lit my fire, when they executed an innocent man but let a baby k**er go free. So I have a problem with things like that [Verse 1: REKS] Illegal to be high, but legal to die from cancer Chance to commit suicide, why thank ya Troy Davis dead, Casey Anthony free She can have another baby, don't f** with police Scratch that last line, yeah, f** the police Everybody prep to plead the fifth when they stroll streets We are all targets for dogs as precious as harshest Reality's protection's preposterous, but God is Separate from State, but the godless Clearly state in who we trust, cause forefathers Are the many saw one, not unity dumb dumb But in the meek for weak to succumb Too many were home, or fed syphilis Guinea pigs thinkin' it was government benefits The ignorance, the bliss of the double A's in the back, gotta love it [Hook] Reality is Lies, deceit, pain, complicated pressure Reality is Envy, greed, mysterious, wants over needs You see, life is make believe Pinch me, I must be dreaming Gotta find who Gepeto these strings Pinocchio spreadin' them wings Reality is [Verse 2: REKS] If showing your own body parts is optional But that there caused body parts you must protect Somethin' about this life here is not logical Through the windshield, should've protect your neck New wish it, but paralyzed can drive Idiocy of it all, we can't disguise Give the kids condom to practice safe s** Priests making sure alter boys stay blessed Say REKS is about shock value Say whatever's on mind to find what bu*ton to push Nothing 'bout what I say should have you As upset as a criminal say, or George Bush Our boat was not even bought cause it causes Financial hardships, we are all heartless Cause pain and pa** off to other sources Water cooler talk in office [Hook] [Verse 3: REKS] Reality is, a tragedy just Like a Shakespeare'in plot, Aleppo twist Dark fantasy, yeah they exist But Mrs. Teacher on a mission tongue kissin' teenagers and sh** Bring 'em home cause the husband a prick, that won't give her the dick You work a six to nine, then nine to six She take advantage cause the cameras don't capture after school field trips But didn't recognize gossipy kids Couple Twit pics later, Mrs. in a cell later It's hell and the missions is given to all ages All colors and creed can get swimsuit Wake up in the fiery layers to no saviors This is to say, we got the right to choose Free will abuse, guilty consent end up front pages Judged by the judge, judged by the people you love Final day to the hells up above [Hook]