[{"id":39090302,"name":"Keep It Real (Remix)","trackName":"Keep It Real (Remix)","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"G-Funk Way of Life: Ghetto Hits","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nRemix\nUh, yeah\nBreak it down like this, like this\n\nYou know I gotta keep it on like light, but I'm heavy\nNigga, tell your ho to stay away from the Chevy\nI make you niggas pray every day like Bone\nWhen you see me touch a motherfuckin' microphone\nStraight off the motherfuckin' streets of Compton like E\n\nMade my first G before actin' on the MC\nWhite people hate me like Johnny Cochran\nYellin', \"Fuck the police\" since niggas been pop-lockin'\nI'm So So Def like Jermaine\nYou bitches wanna see me fuck it up, but can't take the pain\nYou niggas braggin' like Big Poppa\nWhile you livin' in a fuckin' hut like Jabba, uh\nLike Rick, I'm knockin' niggas out the box\nI'll make your ass wanna have the big one like Redd Foxx\n\nSo fuck what you're goin' through\n\nYou wack niggas, this shit's for you, keeps it real\n\nNow who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\nRen in the cut, for real niggas, what?\nNiggas out fakin' like they got skills\nRollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n\nLivin' room packed, laid back on the floor\nFools can't see me on the Live with Orlando\n\nI'm runnin' fools straight to the dirt\nWhile my man Train talkin' on the phone to Evil Kurt\n\nNiggas waste gas drivin' down the same streets\nAnd hood rats wishin' for the passenger seats\n\nFlag 'em down like they flaggin' down to get a taxi\nToo good to ride a bus, trickin' is a must\nAnother day kickin' back, the Scientist is hard at work\nThinkin' how to get paid, kickin' back in the shade\nOn Caldwell and Temple with my homie Don Bazzini\nWith the bald head, it's too hot for the beanie\nSittin' on the porch, niggas run the stop sign\nHookers sell their bodies around the way, ain't hard to find\nRight in the corner of McDonald's parking lot\nPeepin' out their hair 'cause that spot is hot\n\nNow who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\nRen in the cut, for real niggas, what?\nNiggas out fakin' like they got skills\nRollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n\nNigga gotta keep my shit real\nNigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nNigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nNigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nMy shit real\n\nRandy up the street cuttin' up a fresh fade\nAnd Compton PD around the corner 'bout to raid\nThe yellow helicopter hangin' 'round like a gnat\nAnd hood rats yellin' out a car, \"Where the party at?\"\nWhile Rob and Train go and get a deuce\nAnd niggas 'round the way don't give a fuck about a gang truce\nBut I got a lot of love for my people\nAin't like they ain't cryin', niggas just keep dyin'\n\nI won't be like most niggas and just come and shoot my video\nIn Compton, then disappear for a year\nWe makin' moves like that, shake the spot\n\nOne for the treble, jack your ass in the parking lot\n\n'Cause handkerchief-headed niggas come around fakin'\nBraggin' 'bout that money they be makin'\nBootlickin', buck dancin' niggas just better chill\nBefore I tell 'em how I feel and that's real\n\nNow who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\nRen in the cut, for real niggas, what?\nNiggas out fakin' like they got skills\nRollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\nKnock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n\nNigga gotta keep my shit real\nNigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nNigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nNigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\nMy shit real","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.79] Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[00:04.64] Remix\n[00:09.11] Uh, yeah\n[00:11.89] Break it down like this, like this\n[00:26.45] You know I gotta keep it on like light, but I'm heavy\n[00:29.92] Nigga, tell your ho to stay away from the Chevy\n[00:32.62] I make you niggas pray every day like Bone\n[00:35.44] When you see me touch a motherfuckin' microphone\n[00:38.08] Straight off the motherfuckin' streets of Compton like E\n[00:40.94] Made my first G before actin' on the MC\n[00:44.08] White people hate me like Johnny Cochran\n[00:46.04] Yellin', \"Fuck the police\" since niggas been pop-lockin'\n[00:49.64] I'm So So Def like Jermaine\n[00:51.79] You bitches wanna see me fuck it up, but can't take the pain\n[00:54.89] You niggas braggin' like Big Poppa\n[00:57.05] While you livin' in a fuckin' hut like Jabba, uh\n[01:00.34] Like Rick, I'm knockin' niggas out the box\n[01:02.61] I'll make your ass wanna have the big one like Redd Foxx\n[01:06.03] So fuck what you're goin' through\n[01:08.16] You wack niggas, this shit's for you, keeps it real\n[01:10.95] Now who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\n[01:13.75] Ren in the cut, for real niggas, what?\n[01:16.40] Niggas out fakin' like they got skills\n[01:18.86] Rollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\n[01:21.90] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[01:25.19] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[01:27.66] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[01:30.58] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[01:32.87] Livin' room packed, laid back on the floor\n[01:35.62] Fools can't see me on the Live with Orlando\n[01:38.92] I'm runnin' fools straight to the dirt\n[01:40.77] While my man Train talkin' on the phone to Evil Kurt\n[01:43.86] Niggas waste gas drivin' down the same streets\n[01:46.44] And hood rats wishin' for the passenger seats\n[01:49.26] Flag 'em down like they flaggin' down to get a taxi\n[01:51.81] Too good to ride a bus, trickin' is a must\n[01:54.36] Another day kickin' back, the Scientist is hard at work\n[01:57.28] Thinkin' how to get paid, kickin' back in the shade\n[02:00.16] On Caldwell and Temple with my homie Don Bazzini\n[02:03.05] With the bald head, it's too hot for the beanie\n[02:05.73] Sittin' on the porch, niggas run the stop sign\n[02:08.44] Hookers sell their bodies around the way, ain't hard to find\n[02:11.20] Right in the corner of McDonald's parking lot\n[02:13.99] Peepin' out their hair 'cause that spot is hot\n[02:16.45] Now who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\n[02:19.39] Ren in the cut, for real niggas, what?\n[02:22.14] Niggas out fakin' like they got skills\n[02:24.58] Rollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\n[02:27.51] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[02:30.86] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[02:33.05] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[02:36.36] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[02:38.52] Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[02:43.05] Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[02:47.13] Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[02:52.82] Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[02:56.94] My shit real\n[03:00.40] Randy up the street cuttin' up a fresh fade\n[03:03.00] And Compton PD around the corner 'bout to raid\n[03:05.71] The yellow helicopter hangin' 'round like a gnat\n[03:08.52] And hood rats yellin' out a car, \"Where the party at?\"\n[03:11.83] While Rob and Train go and get a deuce\n[03:13.99] And niggas 'round the way don't give a fuck about a gang truce\n[03:17.18] But I got a lot of love for my people\n[03:19.47] Ain't like they ain't cryin', niggas just keep dyin'\n[03:22.95] I won't be like most niggas and just come and shoot my video\n[03:25.50] In Compton, then disappear for a year\n[03:27.93] We makin' moves like that, shake the spot\n[03:30.54] One for the treble, jack your ass in the parking lot\n[03:33.76] 'Cause handkerchief-headed niggas come around fakin'\n[03:36.69] Braggin' 'bout that money they be makin'\n[03:38.78] Bootlickin', buck dancin' niggas just better chill\n[03:41.60] Before I tell 'em how I feel and that's real\n[03:44.09] Now who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\n[03:46.96] Ren in the cut, for real niggas, what?\n[03:49.64] Niggas out fakin' like they got skills\n[03:52.09] Rollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\n[03:54.79] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[03:58.33] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[04:00.50] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[04:03.26] Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n[04:06.09] Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[04:09.57] Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[04:14.79] Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[04:20.45] Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n[04:26.41] My shit real\n[04:27.97] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Keep It Real (Remix)\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: 'G-Funk Way of Life: Ghetto Hits'\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  start_ms: 2790\n  end_ms: 4640\n- text: Remix\n  start_ms: 4640\n  end_ms: 9110\n- text: Uh, yeah\n  start_ms: 9110\n  end_ms: 11890\n- text: Break it down like this, like this\n  start_ms: 11890\n  end_ms: 26450\n- text: You know I gotta keep it on like light, but I'm heavy\n  start_ms: 26450\n  end_ms: 29920\n- text: Nigga, tell your ho to stay away from the Chevy\n  start_ms: 29920\n  end_ms: 32620\n- text: I make you niggas pray every day like Bone\n  start_ms: 32620\n  end_ms: 35440\n- text: When you see me touch a motherfuckin' microphone\n  start_ms: 35440\n  end_ms: 38080\n- text: Straight off the motherfuckin' streets of Compton like E\n  start_ms: 38080\n  end_ms: 40940\n- text: Made my first G before actin' on the MC\n  start_ms: 40940\n  end_ms: 44080\n- text: White people hate me like Johnny Cochran\n  start_ms: 44080\n  end_ms: 46040\n- text: Yellin', \"Fuck the police\" since niggas been pop-lockin'\n  start_ms: 46040\n  end_ms: 49640\n- text: I'm So So Def like Jermaine\n  start_ms: 49640\n  end_ms: 51790\n- text: You bitches wanna see me fuck it up, but can't take the pain\n  start_ms: 51790\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: You niggas braggin' like Big Poppa\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 57050\n- text: While you livin' in a fuckin' hut like Jabba, uh\n  start_ms: 57050\n  end_ms: 60340\n- text: Like Rick, I'm knockin' niggas out the box\n  start_ms: 60340\n  end_ms: 62610\n- text: I'll make your ass wanna have the big one like Redd Foxx\n  start_ms: 62610\n  end_ms: 66030\n- text: So fuck what you're goin' through\n  start_ms: 66030\n  end_ms: 68160\n- text: You wack niggas, this shit's for you, keeps it real\n  start_ms: 68160\n  end_ms: 70950\n- text: Now who keeps it real? 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(You keeps it real)\n  Ren in the cut, for real niggas, what?\n  Niggas out fakin' like they got skills\n  Rollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n\n  Livin' room packed, laid back on the floor\n  Fools can't see me on the Live with Orlando\n\n  I'm runnin' fools straight to the dirt\n  While my man Train talkin' on the phone to Evil Kurt\n\n  Niggas waste gas drivin' down the same streets\n  And hood rats wishin' for the passenger seats\n\n  Flag 'em down like they flaggin' down to get a taxi\n  Too good to ride a bus, trickin' is a must\n  Another day kickin' back, the Scientist is hard at work\n  Thinkin' how to get paid, kickin' back in the shade\n  On Caldwell and Temple with my homie Don Bazzini\n  With the bald head, it's too hot for the beanie\n  Sittin' on the porch, niggas run the stop sign\n  Hookers sell their bodies around the way, ain't hard to find\n  Right in the corner of McDonald's parking lot\n  Peepin' out their hair 'cause that spot is hot\n\n  Now who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\n  Ren in the cut, for real niggas, what?\n  Niggas out fakin' like they got skills\n  Rollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n\n  Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  My shit real\n\n  Randy up the street cuttin' up a fresh fade\n  And Compton PD around the corner 'bout to raid\n  The yellow helicopter hangin' 'round like a gnat\n  And hood rats yellin' out a car, \"Where the party at?\"\n  While Rob and Train go and get a deuce\n  And niggas 'round the way don't give a fuck about a gang truce\n  But I got a lot of love for my people\n  Ain't like they ain't cryin', niggas just keep dyin'\n\n  I won't be like most niggas and just come and shoot my video\n  In Compton, then disappear for a year\n  We makin' moves like that, shake the spot\n\n  One for the treble, jack your ass in the parking lot\n\n  'Cause handkerchief-headed niggas come around fakin'\n  Braggin' 'bout that money they be makin'\n  Bootlickin', buck dancin' niggas just better chill\n  Before I tell 'em how I feel and that's real\n\n  Now who keeps it real? (You keeps it real)\n  Ren in the cut, for real niggas, what?\n  Niggas out fakin' like they got skills\n  Rollin' 'round with their rats in their floss mobiles\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n  Knock 'em out the box, Ren, knock 'em out, Ren\n\n  Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  Nigga— Nigga— Nigga gotta keep my shit real\n  My shit real\n"}]