[Lyric] Reality (Horace Ferguson)

[Intro]
The race is not for the sweet, oh, no
The race is not for the sweet, oh, lord
The race is not for the sweet, oh, yeah

[Verse 1]
Don't put your act where you can't preach it
Plenty water down a new market
One-one go to full basket
The race is not for the sweet, and the few can endure it
A wise men, people still come
You think you won but you know something wrong, oh lord, oh lord

[Pre-Chorus]
Walkin' on the dark, you must tumble down
You deal with bad knees, you must fall down (Oh, yeah)

[Chorus]
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A reality, mamma usеd to tell me
A reality, mamma usеd to tell me
A reality, oh lord, oh-la-la
[Verse 2]
The high of the mountain, the cool of the breeze
The younger the couple, the tighter their squeeze
A patient man ride a donkey
Patient man ride a donkey
Mammy love di goat, pappy always keep a key
Oh, lord, oh, yow, oh, yeah, oh, lord

[Chorus]
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A reality, mamma used to tell me
A reality, mamma used to tell me