Lyrics:
think we care? I know that they are on the tip
My posse from the Bronx is thick
In real real life, we roll correctly
A lot of suckers would like
by the sidewalk
And got the nerve to get mad if I don't talk
Steady schemin on how they want to stick it from the back
A young muthafucka sellin crack
{chorus}
Keep tryin' to keep it real by keepin' it raw
While half of y'all still be keepin' it flaw
And all the real heads scream 'Fuck hip
And it's dedicated to my motherfuckin teachers
Mutulu Shakur, Geronimo Pratt, Mumia Abu Jamal
Sekou Odinga, all the real O.G.'s, we out
The seal,
to keep it - real
But how many brothers really kick the - skill
So what you got a little street - appeal
So you promote genocide, for what? A - deal?
Well,
down to sleep
I pray to Lord my soul to keep
'Cause there's darkness all around me
Told my brother we gon' slide (oh, yeah)
We gon' ride
'Til
Right or wrong, she don't like it when you lie (Please don't lie)
Keep it real, she don't like the weak replies (Do better)
You decide if you wanna ride
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
keep killing my brothers and sisters, getting away with it
So I'm on the frontlines, and I ain't finna play with it
Black people in America have been
stop
I'm Biz Markie with the funky sound
And right about now, here's the countdown
One.. two.. one, two, three
[Chorus]
Yo be take it from
Better wear plenty armor
I’ll cut that ass like the chef at Benihana’s
The Funky Man’s in it to win
It we gotta keep it
Real, yo, no motherfucking gimmicks
of appreciation
For me helping niggas than the
Pleasure is all mine, you're welcome nigga
Now you from Queens right?
So why you ain't stay over there
And get it
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City to Florida City, Opa-Locka
shit'll hit your soul for real
Hey, hey, hey
I swear this shit'll hit your soul for real
Hey, hey
It was made to hit your soul for real
You a lame if it
gonna last long
I thought it was strong
Remember the days of innocence
We used to chill, and we build
Our friendship was so real
Like a meal with no
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
breath, by the time I flip to the next flow
This sho' is real, this is the deal, guns I'm runnin
Gotta make it out of town to flip my {shit} and keep it
Ah yeah (uh)
Uh, uh (yeah)
Holla if ya hear me
Yeah (uh)
Here we go, turn it up, let's start
From block to block, we snatchin' hearts
better ride by your dog
'Cause when shit popping off, you need somebody to call
Keep it real, I wasn't trying to make a name in the field
What's understood
to terms with never seeing her again
Older brother's telling her "it's gonna be okay"
But she's numb to the words
All she feels is the pain
She don't her
San-jaya, now who wanna try us
That four-five will spit
I'll slump you in the driver seat
And make you really ghost ride the whip
It's real talk, shade
On the real I keep it real under the moon and the sun
It's in my DNA and blood live by the money and gun
Study Art Of War so every single battle is
trust you
Misunderstand you, call you trouble
I understand you, it's just a hustle
Just keep starin' it, let it bubble
You're my brother, I'm not above
keep it real with you baby
'Cause the shit I used to do is what made me
And I'm hopin I ain't gotta go back to the trap
'Cause we really know that we
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