Keep It Real
Tonight's the night I get in some shit
MCs come equipped 'fore ya step to this
Who you know rock the mic & do it like this?
Nobody
If the rhyme was a 9, my mind would be the ammunition
And every word would smoke all the competition
Without a trace, no witnesses or evidence
And all my foes would approach me with hesitance
Peep my eminence-- better yet, my excellence
Niggas frontin' like they don't know the steelo
the 6-foot son of a gun with the affinity for funky ass beats
Strictly for the Jeeps
On the mic I'm something like Dirty Harry or Django
Get money like Danny Ocean and pull off in a Durango
It's the leader of the pack & that's facts
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
I keep it ten pennies like Smoke & CJ
Young spitter, gotta keep me on replay
You ain't gotta relay to me what he say
I get up in that ass, quick fast & easy, believe me
Ain't nobody fuckin' with this
Timex on my wrist, I ain't really with the glitz and the glamour
Still fly enough to make ya run & grab your camera
And make the baddest woman in the room stammer
When I hit her with that DC charm
But first, let me make it known that I do mean harm
When these niggas talking 'bout they want a seat at the thrown
See that's a negative-- still you're sleeping on me like a sedative
But I'ma wake up the masses
And make way for the fly husky young brotha' with the glasses
It's the leader of the pack & that's facts
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real
MCs come equipped 'fore ya step to this
Who you know rock the mic & do it like this?
Nobody
If the rhyme was a 9, my mind would be the ammunition
And every word would smoke all the competition
Without a trace, no witnesses or evidence
And all my foes would approach me with hesitance
Peep my eminence-- better yet, my excellence
Niggas frontin' like they don't know the steelo
the 6-foot son of a gun with the affinity for funky ass beats
Strictly for the Jeeps
On the mic I'm something like Dirty Harry or Django
Get money like Danny Ocean and pull off in a Durango
It's the leader of the pack & that's facts
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
I keep it ten pennies like Smoke & CJ
Young spitter, gotta keep me on replay
You ain't gotta relay to me what he say
I get up in that ass, quick fast & easy, believe me
Ain't nobody fuckin' with this
Timex on my wrist, I ain't really with the glitz and the glamour
Still fly enough to make ya run & grab your camera
And make the baddest woman in the room stammer
When I hit her with that DC charm
But first, let me make it known that I do mean harm
When these niggas talking 'bout they want a seat at the thrown
See that's a negative-- still you're sleeping on me like a sedative
But I'ma wake up the masses
And make way for the fly husky young brotha' with the glasses
It's the leader of the pack & that's facts
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real, who am I?
(Can I get down for mine? Can I get down for mine?)
That's the whole kill, keep it real
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Writer(s): Matthew Olden
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