[{"id":25513908,"name":"Keep It Real (Album Version)","trackName":"Keep It Real (Album Version)","artistName":"Jamal","albumName":"Keep It Real VLS","duration":203.546122,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1995.\nCrack the bubbly\nDon't stop don't stop don't stop\nYo word is bond\n\nYo look who just jumped up on the scene\nPocket full of green but in leather and all\nI be's that nigga named jamal\nMackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\nKickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\nJamal representin' keep it live\nIt don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\nWe bout to still make snaps\nWe got bitches for days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days, get money\nAnd my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, i ain't really into ya\n\nChrous:\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen i be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, i bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\nAnd on the m-i-c i rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\nOn 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-town, tall d, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to lead up\nI got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\nYo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\nAnd that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\nIt's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\nNo matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\nUnderground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\nAnd i turn the whole world around!\nAnd blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\nNiggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\nPut your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\nNiggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\nChorus x2\n\nWord up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.29] 1995.\n[00:14.26] Crack the bubbly\n[00:18.02] Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n[00:19.93] Yo word is bond\n[00:22.95] Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n[00:26.10] Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n[00:28.71] I be's that nigga named jamal\n[00:30.64] Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n[00:32.81] Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n[00:36.24] 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n[00:39.72] Jamal representin' keep it live\n[00:42.17] It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n[00:45.51] We bout to still make snaps\n[00:47.33] We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n[00:50.62] Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n[00:53.33] And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n[00:55.61] And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n[00:58.54] I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n[01:01.18] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:04.00] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:07.39] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:47.41] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:49.83] I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n[01:52.56] And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n[01:55.05] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:57.75] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n[02:00.30] Take it to the recently deceased\n[02:03.56] H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n[02:05.70] Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n[02:08.89] Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n[02:09.66] I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n[02:12.38] Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n[02:14.87] And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n[02:17.72] It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n[02:20.52] No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n[02:23.67] Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n[02:27.17] And i turn the whole world around!\n[02:29.04] And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n[02:32.36] Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n[02:34.71] Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n[02:37.26] Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n[02:39.78] Chorus x2\n[03:06.86] Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[03:06.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real (Album Version)\n artist: Jamal\n album: Keep It Real VLS\n duration_ms: 203546\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '1995.'\n start_ms: 12290\n end_ms: 14260\n- text: Crack the bubbly\n start_ms: 14260\n end_ms: 18020\n- text: Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n start_ms: 18020\n end_ms: 19930\n- text: Yo word is bond\n start_ms: 19930\n end_ms: 22950\n- text: Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n start_ms: 22950\n end_ms: 26100\n- text: Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n start_ms: 26100\n end_ms: 28710\n- text: I be's that nigga named jamal\n start_ms: 28710\n end_ms: 30640\n- text: Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n start_ms: 30640\n end_ms: 32810\n- text: Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n start_ms: 32810\n end_ms: 36240\n- text: 1 2 to the breaker 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149040\n- text: And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n start_ms: 149040\n end_ms: 152360\n- text: Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n start_ms: 152360\n end_ms: 154710\n- text: Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n start_ms: 154710\n end_ms: 157260\n- text: Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n start_ms: 157260\n end_ms: 159780\n- text: Chorus x2\n start_ms: 159780\n end_ms: 186860\n- text: Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 186860\n end_ms: 186860\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 186860\nplain: |-\n 1995.\n Crack the bubbly\n Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n Yo word is bond\n\n Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n I be's that nigga named jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n And i turn the whole world around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\n Chorus x2\n\n Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n"},{"id":37919691,"name":"Keep It Real (Dirty)","trackName":"Keep It Real (Dirty)","artistName":"Jamal","albumName":"Keep It Real bw Unfuckwittable 12\"","duration":201.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, look who just jumped up on the scene\nPocket full of green, butter leather and all\nI be's that nigga named Jamal\nMackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\nKickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes, look\n1, 2, to the breaker 1-9-9-5\nJamal representin', keep it live\nIt don't matter how I come on these funk raw tracks with raps\nWe 'bout to still make snaps\nWe got bitches for days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days (get money)\nIn my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, I ain't really into ya\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\nTo all the misrepresenters\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\nTo all the bitch-ass niggas\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n\nI drop the lines and blow your mind y'all\nWhen I be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, I bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash MCs from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit 'em all\nAnd on the M-I-C I rip 'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\nOn 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to lead up\nI got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\nYo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\nAnd that's the deal on the real, I gets ill y'all\nIt's Philly's finest behind this doin' damage\nNo matter how scandalous they can't handle this\nHandle what? Underground sound\nI stick my dick in the ground then I turn the whole world around!\nAnd blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\nNiggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\nPut your guns up, I blaze your buns up when I rock your spot\nNiggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\nTo all the misrepresenters\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\nTo all the bitch-ass niggas\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\n(Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real (Dirty)\n artist: Jamal\n album: Keep It Real bw Unfuckwittable 12\"\n duration_ms: 201000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Yo, look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green, butter leather and all\n I be's that nigga named Jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes, look\n 1, 2, to the breaker 1-9-9-5\n Jamal representin', keep it live\n It don't matter how I come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We 'bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days (get money)\n In my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, I ain't really into ya\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n To all the misrepresenters\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n To all the bitch-ass niggas\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n\n I drop the lines and blow your mind y'all\n When I be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, I bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash MCs from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit 'em all\n And on the M-I-C I rip 'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, I gets ill y'all\n It's Philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No matter how scandalous they can't handle this\n Handle what? Underground sound\n I stick my dick in the ground then I turn the whole world around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, I blaze your buns up when I rock your spot\n Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n To all the misrepresenters\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n To all the bitch-ass niggas\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n (Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all)\n"},{"id":8248609,"name":"Keep It Real","trackName":"Keep It Real","artistName":"Jamal","albumName":"Last Chance, No Breaks","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1995.\nCrack the bubbly\nDon't stop, don't stop, don't stop\nYo, word is bond\nYo, look who just jumped up on the scene\nPocket full of green, but in leather and all\nI be's that nigga named Jamal\nMackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\nKickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes, look\n1, 2, to the breaker 1-9-9-5\nJamal representin', keep it live\nIt don't matter how I come on these funk raw tracks with raps\nWe bout to still make snaps\nWe got bitches for days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days, get money\nAnd my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, I ain't really into ya\nChrous:\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen I be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, I bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\nAnd on the M-I-see I rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\non 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to lead up\nI got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\nYo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\nAnd that's the deal on the real, I gets ill y'all\nIt's Philly's finest behind this doin' damage\nNo matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\nUnderground sound, I stick my dick in the ground\nAnd I turn the whole world around!\nAnd blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\nNiggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\nPut your guns up, I blaze your buns up when I rock your spot\nNiggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\nChorus x2\nWord up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.29] 1995.\n[00:14.26] Crack the bubbly\n[00:18.02] Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n[00:19.93] Yo word is bond\n[00:22.95] Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n[00:26.10] Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n[00:28.71] I be's that nigga named jamal\n[00:30.64] Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n[00:32.81] Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n[00:36.24] 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n[00:39.72] Jamal representin' keep it live\n[00:42.17] It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n[00:45.51] We bout to still make snaps\n[00:47.33] We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n[00:50.62] Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n[00:53.33] And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n[00:55.61] And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n[00:58.54] I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n[01:01.18] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:04.00] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:07.39] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:47.41] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:49.83] I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n[01:52.56] And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n[01:55.05] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:57.75] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n[02:00.30] Take it to the recently deceased\n[02:03.56] H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n[02:05.70] Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n[02:08.89] Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n[02:09.66] I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n[02:12.38] Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n[02:14.87] And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n[02:17.72] It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n[02:20.52] No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n[02:23.67] Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n[02:27.17] And i turn the whole world around!\n[02:29.04] And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n[02:32.36] Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n[02:34.71] Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n[02:37.26] Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n[02:39.78] Chorus x2\n[03:06.86] Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[03:06.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Jamal\n album: Last Chance, No Breaks\n duration_ms: 204000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '1995.'\n start_ms: 12290\n end_ms: 14260\n- text: Crack the bubbly\n start_ms: 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That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, I ain't really into ya\n Chrous:\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When I be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, I bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\n And on the M-I-see I rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my 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y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen i be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, i bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\nAnd on the m-i-c i rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\nOn 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-town, tall d, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to 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with pretty toes\n[00:32.81] Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n[00:36.24] 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n[00:39.72] Jamal representin' keep it live\n[00:42.17] It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n[00:45.51] We bout to still make snaps\n[00:47.33] We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n[00:50.62] Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n[00:53.33] And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n[00:55.61] And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n[00:58.54] I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n[01:01.18] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:04.00] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:07.39] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:47.41] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:49.83] I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n[01:52.56] And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n[01:55.05] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:57.75] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n[02:00.30] Take it to the recently deceased\n[02:03.56] H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n[02:05.70] Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n[02:08.89] Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n[02:09.66] I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n[02:12.38] Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n[02:14.87] And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n[02:17.72] It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n[02:20.52] No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n[02:23.67] Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n[02:27.17] And i turn the whole world around!\n[02:29.04] And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n[02:32.36] Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n[02:34.71] Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n[02:37.26] Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n[02:39.78] Chorus x2\n[03:06.86] Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[03:06.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n And i turn the whole world around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n 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temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick 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jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No 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above your mind y'all\nWhen I be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, I bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\nAnd on the M-I-see I rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\non 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to lead up\nI got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\nYo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\nAnd that's the deal on the real, I gets ill y'all\nIt's Philly's finest behind this doin' damage\nNo matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\nUnderground sound, I stick my dick in the ground\nAnd I turn the whole world around!\nAnd blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\nNiggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\nPut your guns up, I blaze your buns up when I rock your spot\nNiggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\nChorus x2\nWord up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Jamal\n album: Hip Hop Trip, Vol. 2\n duration_ms: 202000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n 1995.\n Crack the bubbly\n Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop\n Yo, word is bond\n Yo, look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green, but in leather and all\n I be's that nigga named Jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes, look\n 1, 2, to the breaker 1-9-9-5\n Jamal representin', keep it live\n It don't matter how I come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, I ain't really into ya\n Chrous:\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When I be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, I bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\n And on the M-I-see I rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n on 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, I gets ill y'all\n It's Philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n Underground sound, I stick my dick in the ground\n And I turn the whole world around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, I blaze your buns up when I rock your spot\n Niggas they all stiff when 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the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, i ain't really into ya\n\nChrous:\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen i be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, i bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\nAnd on the m-i-c i rip'em all\nYeah, 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9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta 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around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\n Chorus x2\n\n Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n"},{"id":21805853,"name":"Keep It Real","trackName":"Keep It Real","artistName":"Jamal","albumName":"Last Chance, No Breaks [Explicit]","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1995.\nCrack the bubbly\nDon't stop don't stop don't stop\nYo word is bond\n\nYo look who just jumped up on the scene\nPocket full of green but in leather and all\nI be's that nigga named jamal\nMackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\nKickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\nJamal representin' keep it live\nIt don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\nWe bout to still make snaps\nWe got bitches for days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days, get money\nAnd my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, i ain't really into ya\n\nChrous:\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen i be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, i bring the 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hoes dizzier\n[01:01.18] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:04.00] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:07.39] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill 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Yo word is bond\n\n Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n I be's that nigga named jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, 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y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:47.41] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:49.83] I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n[01:52.56] And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n[01:55.05] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:57.75] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n[02:00.30] Take it to the recently deceased\n[02:03.56] H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n[02:05.70] Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n[02:08.89] Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n[02:09.66] I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n[02:12.38] Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n[02:14.87] And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n[02:17.72] It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n[02:20.52] No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n[02:23.67] Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n[02:27.17] And i turn the whole world around!\n[02:29.04] And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n[02:32.36] Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n[02:34.71] Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n[02:37.26] Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n[02:39.78] Chorus x2\n[03:06.86] Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[03:06.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Jamal\n album: Charly Like ā¤ļø\n duration_ms: 204000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '1995.'\n start_ms: 12290\n end_ms: 14260\n- text: Crack the bubbly\n start_ms: 14260\n end_ms: 18020\n- text: Don't stop don't stop don't 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ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the 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y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen I be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, I bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\nAnd on the M-I-see I rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\non 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic 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y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When I be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, I bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\n And on the M-I-see I rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n on 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's 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real y'all\n start_ms: 76490\n end_ms: 78450\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 78450\n end_ms: 80820\n- text: To all the bitch ass niggas\n start_ms: 80820\n end_ms: 81620\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 81620\n end_ms: 83740\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 83740\n end_ms: 86580\n- text: To all the tramp goldiggers\n start_ms: 86580\n end_ms: 87340\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 87340\n end_ms: 90080\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 90080\n end_ms: 91740\n- text: I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n start_ms: 91740\n end_ms: 93240\n- text: When i be comin' on that ill tip\n start_ms: 93240\n end_ms: 95290\n- text: My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n start_ms: 95290\n end_ms: 98290\n- text: Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n start_ms: 98290\n end_ms: 100850\n- text: Smash and trash mc's from 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159780\n end_ms: 186860\n- text: Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 186860\n end_ms: 186860\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 186860\nplain: |-\n 1995.\n Crack the bubbly\n Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n Yo word is bond\n\n Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n I be's that nigga named jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n And i turn the whole world around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\n Chorus x2\n\n Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n"},{"id":11841588,"name":"Jamal - Keep It Real","trackName":"Jamal - Keep It Real","artistName":"Hands","albumName":"Dues Paid 2 (Still Payin'...)","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1995\nCrack the bubbly\nDon't stop, don't stop, don't stop\nYo, word is bond\n\nYo, look who just jumped up on the scene\nPocket full of green, but in leather and all\nI be's that nigga named Jamal\nMackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\nKickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes, look\n1, 2, to the breaker 1-9-9-5\nJamal representin', keep it live\nIt don't matter how I come on these funk raw tracks with raps\nWe bout to still make snaps\nWe got bitches for days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days, get money\nAnd my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, I ain't really into ya\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines and blow your mind y'all\nWhen I be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, I bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\nAnd on the M-I-C I rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\nOn 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-Town, Tall D, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to lead up\nI got the sauce to make the Billboard bullet speed up\nYo, word up, right on, Jamal gots the vibe y'all\nAnd that's the deal on the real, I gets ill y'all\nIt's Philly's finest behind this doin' damage\nNo matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\nUnderground sound, I stick my dick in the ground\nThen I turn the whole world around!\nAnd blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\nNiggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\nPut your guns up, I blaze your buns up when I rock your spot\nNiggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\nx2\n\nWord up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.47] 1995\n[00:12.63] Crack the bubbly\n[00:16.20] Don't stop, don't stop, don't stop\n[00:18.93] Yo, word is bond\n[00:20.70] Yo, look who just jumped up on the scene\n[00:23.72] Pocket full of green, but in leather and all\n[00:26.43] I be's that nigga named Jamal\n[00:28.24] Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n[00:30.04] Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes, look\n[00:33.61] 1, 2, to the breaker 1-9-9-5\n[00:36.46] Jamal representin', keep it live\n[00:38.48] It don't matter how I come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n[00:42.96] We bout to still make snaps\n[00:45.69] We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n[00:48.37] Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n[00:50.15] And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n[00:53.88] And I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n[00:55.64] I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n[00:58.32] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:02.32] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:04.18] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:05.98] Bitch, I ain't really into ya\n[01:06.84] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:07.86] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:10.85] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:12.64] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:14.40] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:16.26] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.01] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:19.97] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:21.73] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.68] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:25.61] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:27.44] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:29.32] I drop the lines and blow your mind y'all\n[01:31.11] When I be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:33.16] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:36.06] Uh, I bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:39.75] Smash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\n[01:41.51] In '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:45.37] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:48.02] I keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\n[01:50.79] And on the M-I-C I rip'em all\n[01:52.53] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:56.22] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the Illedelphiatic streets\n[01:58.07] Take it to the 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where the blunt stays blazed\n And I get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, I ain't really into ya\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines and blow your mind y'all\n When I be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, I bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, 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grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, I ain't really into ya\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines and blow your mind y'all\nWhen I be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, I bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash MC's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, I still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when I got the gat I hit'em all\nAnd on the M-I-C I rip'em all\nYeah, word up, 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days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days, get money\nAnd my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, i ain't really into ya\n\nChrous:\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen i be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, i bring the 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hoes dizzier\n[01:01.18] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:04.00] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:07.39] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:47.41] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:49.83] I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n[01:52.56] And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n[01:55.05] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:57.75] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n[02:00.30] Take it to the recently deceased\n[02:03.56] H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n[02:05.70] Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n[02:08.89] Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n[02:09.66] I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n[02:12.38] Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n[02:14.87] And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n[02:17.72] It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n[02:20.52] No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n[02:23.67] Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n[02:27.17] And i turn the whole world around!\n[02:29.04] And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n[02:32.36] Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n[02:34.71] Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n[02:37.26] Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n[02:39.78] Chorus x2\n[03:06.86] Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[03:06.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Jamal - Keep It Real (Official Video)\n artist: UPROXX\n album: Document\n duration_ms: 204000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '1995.'\n start_ms: 12290\n end_ms: 14260\n- text: Crack the bubbly\n start_ms: 14260\n end_ms: 18020\n- text: Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n start_ms: 18020\n end_ms: 19930\n- text: Yo word is bond\n start_ms: 19930\n end_ms: 22950\n- text: Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n start_ms: 22950\n end_ms: 26100\n- text: Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n 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leavin' hoes dizzier\n start_ms: 58540\n end_ms: 61180\n- text: Than they even been with the grown men\n start_ms: 61180\n end_ms: 64000\n- text: Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n start_ms: 64000\n end_ms: 67390\n- text: That'll drop the temperature?\n start_ms: 67390\n end_ms: 68780\n- text: Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n start_ms: 68780\n end_ms: 69850\n- text: 'Chrous:'\n start_ms: 69850\n end_ms: 70740\n- text: To all the tramp goldiggers\n start_ms: 70740\n end_ms: 71790\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 71790\n end_ms: 73140\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 73140\n end_ms: 75310\n- text: To all the misrepresenters\n start_ms: 75310\n end_ms: 76490\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 76490\n end_ms: 78450\n- text: Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 78450\n end_ms: 80820\n- text: To all the bitch ass niggas\n start_ms: 80820\n end_ms: 81620\n- text: Keep it 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Yo word is bond\n\n Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n I be's that nigga named jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, 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nigga named jamal\nMackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\nKickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\nJamal representin' keep it live\nIt don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\nWe bout to still make snaps\nWe got bitches for days, rich as it pays\nDamn shits changed since back in the days, get money\nAnd my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\nAnd i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\nI'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\nThan they even been with the grown men\nIs he a straight looney type of nigga\nThat'll drop the temperature?\nBitch, i ain't really into ya\n\nChrous:\n\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the misrepresenters\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the bitch ass niggas\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nTo all the tramp goldiggers\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\nKeep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\nI drop the lines above your mind y'all\nWhen i be comin' on that ill tip\nMy whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\nUh, i bring the flavor to you ear\nSmash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\nIn '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\nLeavin' rappers hysterical\nI keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\nAnd on the m-i-c i rip'em all\nYeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\nOn 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\nTake it to the recently deceased\nH-town, tall d, rest in peace\nWord is bond, as the beat heat up\nPsychotic thoughts starts to lead up\nI got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\nYo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\nAnd that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\nIt's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\nNo matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\nUnderground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\nAnd i turn the whole world around!\nAnd blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\nNiggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\nPut your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\nNiggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\nChorus x2\n\nWord up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.29] 1995.\n[00:14.26] Crack the bubbly\n[00:18.02] Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n[00:19.93] Yo word is bond\n[00:22.95] Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n[00:26.10] Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n[00:28.71] I be's that nigga named jamal\n[00:30.64] Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n[00:32.81] Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n[00:36.24] 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n[00:39.72] Jamal representin' keep it live\n[00:42.17] It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n[00:45.51] We bout to still make snaps\n[00:47.33] We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n[00:50.62] Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n[00:53.33] And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n[00:55.61] And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n[00:58.54] I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n[01:01.18] Than they even been with the grown men\n[01:04.00] Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n[01:07.39] That'll drop the temperature?\n[01:08.78] Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n[01:09.85] Chrous:\n[01:10.74] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:11.79] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:13.14] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:15.31] To all the misrepresenters\n[01:16.49] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:18.45] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:20.82] To all the bitch ass niggas\n[01:21.62] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:23.74] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:26.58] To all the tramp goldiggers\n[01:27.34] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:30.08] Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[01:31.74] I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n[01:33.24] When i be comin' on that ill tip\n[01:35.29] My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n[01:38.29] Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n[01:40.85] Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n[01:43.34] In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n[01:47.41] Leavin' rappers hysterical\n[01:49.83] I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n[01:52.56] And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n[01:55.05] Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n[01:57.75] On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n[02:00.30] Take it to the recently deceased\n[02:03.56] H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n[02:05.70] Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n[02:08.89] Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n[02:09.66] I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n[02:12.38] Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n[02:14.87] And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n[02:17.72] It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n[02:20.52] No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n[02:23.67] Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n[02:27.17] And i turn the whole world around!\n[02:29.04] And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n[02:32.36] Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n[02:34.71] Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n[02:37.26] Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n[02:39.78] Chorus x2\n[03:06.86] Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n[03:06.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Jamal - Keep It Real (Official Video)\n artist: UPROXX\n album: Document\n duration_ms: 211000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '1995.'\n start_ms: 12290\n end_ms: 14260\n- text: Crack the bubbly\n start_ms: 14260\n end_ms: 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bullet speed up\n start_ms: 129660\n end_ms: 132380\n- text: Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n start_ms: 132380\n end_ms: 134870\n- text: And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n start_ms: 134870\n end_ms: 137720\n- text: It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n start_ms: 137720\n end_ms: 140520\n- text: No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n start_ms: 140520\n end_ms: 143670\n- text: Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n start_ms: 143670\n end_ms: 147170\n- text: And i turn the whole world around!\n start_ms: 147170\n end_ms: 149040\n- text: And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n start_ms: 149040\n end_ms: 152360\n- text: Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n start_ms: 152360\n end_ms: 154710\n- text: Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n start_ms: 154710\n end_ms: 157260\n- text: Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n start_ms: 157260\n end_ms: 159780\n- text: Chorus x2\n start_ms: 159780\n end_ms: 186860\n- text: Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n start_ms: 186860\n end_ms: 186860\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 186860\nplain: |-\n 1995.\n Crack the bubbly\n Don't stop don't stop don't stop\n Yo word is bond\n\n Yo look who just jumped up on the scene\n Pocket full of green but in leather and all\n I be's that nigga named jamal\n Mackin' hoes in the tight clothes with pretty toes\n Kickin' flows for all the rowdy bros and it goes look\n 1 2 to the breaker 1 9 9 5\n Jamal representin' keep it live\n It don't matter how i come on these funk raw tracks with raps\n We bout to still make snaps\n We got bitches for days, rich as it pays\n Damn shits changed since back in the days, get money\n And my mouth is where the blunt stays blazed\n And i get dazed to kick a phrase to amaze\n I'm gettin' busier, leavin' hoes dizzier\n Than they even been with the grown men\n Is he a straight looney type of nigga\n That'll drop the temperature?\n Bitch, i ain't really into ya\n\n Chrous:\n\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the misrepresenters\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the bitch ass niggas\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n To all the tramp goldiggers\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n Keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n\n I drop the lines above your mind y'all\n When i be comin' on that ill tip\n My whole crew pack nines, don't make me have to kill shit\n Uh, i bring the flavor to you ear\n Smash and trash mc's from the front to the rear\n In '95 until, i still kick the ill lyrical miracles\n Leavin' rappers hysterical\n I keep it raw and when i got the gat i hit'em all\n And on the m-i-c i rip'em all\n Yeah, word up, this is dedicated to my peeps\n On 6-0 and 6-1 on the illedelphiatic streets\n Take it to the recently deceased\n H-town, tall d, rest in peace\n Word is bond, as the beat heat up\n Psychotic thoughts starts to lead up\n I got the sauce to make the billboard bullet speed up\n Yo, word up, right on, jamal gots the vibe y'all\n And that's the deal on the real, i gets ill y'all\n It's philly's finest behind this doin' damage\n No matter how scandalous they can't handle this, handle what?\n Underground sound, i stick my dick in the ground\n And i turn the whole world around!\n And blow the sun up, word is bond, we blow the sun up\n Niggas they run up, tryin' to stop the come up and get done up\n Put your guns up, i blaze your buns up when i rock your spot\n Niggas they all stiff when the red dots to they knot\n\n Chorus x2\n\n Word up, keep it real y'all, gotta keep it real y'all\n"}]