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jeans cuffed\n I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n I wet so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n 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I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\nSee I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\nBeen rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\nI wake up every morning and I always wonder why\nPeeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\nThis ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\nSo many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\nI dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\nHang? my saggy jeans cuffed\nI keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\nMy dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\nSo back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\nI rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\nSprinkle over here there whenever I feel\nI'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n[Verse 3]\n\nIt's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\nThe pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\nThe boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\nStay spark in the dark daily where we come from\nI'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\nThey got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\nThey puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\nCause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\nSo I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\nBullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\nI'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\nDirty Delaney is where I be illin\nMy tiny town is thumbs down\nFinger tips are splitting blunts\nCompetition walks away, finks and fronts\nI fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\nRapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.56] I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n[00:18.62] And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n[00:21.11] You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n[00:23.85] The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n[00:26.34] I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n[00:28.98] I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n[00:31.75] I go to? place and rap to groovy breaks\n[00:34.49] Popping in the? tape and watch all the moves we make\n[00:37.12] We're getting up until we're choking\n[00:39.08] I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's smoking\n[00:42.53] I? the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\n[00:45.08] My neighbours and my style don't match what I look like\n[00:47.45] You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\n[00:50.03] I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\n[00:53.37] Strength from Jersey doing just what I feel\n[00:55.27] Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n[00:58.05] [Chorus]\n[00:58.46] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:00.46] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:03.45] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:06.26] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:07.92] [Verse 2]\n[01:08.60] My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\n[01:11.33] Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\n[01:14.26] To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n[01:16.64] To battle? I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n[01:21.48] See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n[01:22.23] Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n[01:24.62] I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n[01:27.64] Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n[01:30.00] This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n[01:32.88] So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n[01:35.37] I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\n[01:38.22] Hang? my saggy jeans cuffed\n[01:40.63] I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n[01:43.52] My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n[01:46.01] So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n[01:48.89] I rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n[01:51.21] Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n[01:54.03] I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n[01:56.47] [Chorus]\n[01:56.85] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:58.92] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:02.32] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:04.48] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:07.09] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:10.30] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:12.63] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:15.47] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:17.06] [Verse 3]\n[02:17.50] It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n[02:20.32] The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n[02:23.18] The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n[02:26.08] Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n[02:28.56] I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n[02:31.03] They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n[02:33.83] They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n[02:36.24] Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n[02:39.17] So I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\n[02:41.65] Bullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\n[02:44.29] I'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\n[02:47.98] Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n[02:49.63] My tiny town is thumbs down\n[02:51.16] Finger tips are splitting blunts\n[02:53.10] Competition walks away, finks and fronts\n[02:55.07] I fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\n[02:57.68] Rapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n[03:00.21] [Chorus]\n[03:03.17] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:03.90] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:05.55] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:08.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:10.75] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:13.27] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:16.67] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:19.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:22.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Miilkbone\n album: 3:43\n duration_ms: 223000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n start_ms: 15560\n end_ms: 18620\n- text: And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n start_ms: 18620\n end_ms: 21110\n- text: You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n start_ms: 21110\n end_ms: 23850\n- text: The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n start_ms: 23850\n end_ms: 26340\n- text: I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n start_ms: 26340\n end_ms: 28980\n- text: I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n start_ms: 28980\n end_ms: 31750\n- text: I go to? 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I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\n Hang? my saggy jeans cuffed\n I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n I rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n\n [Chorus]\n\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n [Verse 3]\n\n It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n So I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\n Bullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\n I'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\n Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n My tiny town is thumbs down\n Finger tips are splitting blunts\n Competition walks away, finks and fronts\n I fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\n Rapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n\n [Chorus]\n\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n"},{"id":31428191,"name":"Keep It Real","trackName":"Keep It Real","artistName":"Miilkbone","albumName":"Da' Miilkrate","duration":262.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\nAnd busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\nYou couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\nThe kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\nI play the DL and watch the outskirts\nI write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\nI go to? place and rap to groovy breaks\nPopping in the? tape and watch all the moves we make\nWe're getting up until we're choking\nI feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's smoking\nI? the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\nMy neighbours and my style don't match what I look like\nYou know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\nI kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\nStrength from Jersey doing just what I feel\nSteal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n[Verse 2]\n\nMy lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\nGiven free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\nTo rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\nTo battle? I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\nSee I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\nBeen rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\nI wake up every morning and I always wonder why\nPeeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\nThis ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\nSo many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\nI dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\nHang? my saggy jeans cuffed\nI keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\nMy dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\nSo back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\nI rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\nSprinkle over here there whenever I feel\nI'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n[Verse 3]\n\nIt's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\nThe pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\nThe boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\nStay spark in the dark daily where we come from\nI'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\nThey got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\nThey puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\nCause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\nSo I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\nBullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\nI'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\nDirty Delaney is where I be illin\nMy tiny town is thumbs down\nFinger tips are splitting blunts\nCompetition walks away, finks and fronts\nI fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\nRapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.56] I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n[00:18.62] And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n[00:21.11] You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n[00:23.85] The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n[00:26.34] I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n[00:28.98] I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n[00:31.75] I go to? place and rap to groovy breaks\n[00:34.49] Popping in the? tape and watch all the moves we make\n[00:37.12] We're getting up until we're choking\n[00:39.08] I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's smoking\n[00:42.53] I? the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\n[00:45.08] My neighbours and my style don't match what I look like\n[00:47.45] You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\n[00:50.03] I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\n[00:53.37] Strength from Jersey doing just what I feel\n[00:55.27] Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n[00:58.05] [Chorus]\n[00:58.46] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:00.46] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:03.45] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:06.26] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:07.92] [Verse 2]\n[01:08.60] My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\n[01:11.33] Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\n[01:14.26] To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n[01:16.64] To battle? I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n[01:21.48] See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n[01:22.23] Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n[01:24.62] I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n[01:27.64] Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n[01:30.00] This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n[01:32.88] So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n[01:35.37] I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\n[01:38.22] Hang? my saggy jeans cuffed\n[01:40.63] I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n[01:43.52] My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n[01:46.01] So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n[01:48.89] I rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n[01:51.21] Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n[01:54.03] I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n[01:56.47] [Chorus]\n[01:56.85] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:58.92] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:02.32] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:04.48] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:07.09] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:10.30] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:12.63] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:15.47] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:17.06] [Verse 3]\n[02:17.50] It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n[02:20.32] The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n[02:23.18] The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n[02:26.08] Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n[02:28.56] I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n[02:31.03] They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n[02:33.83] They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n[02:36.24] Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n[02:39.17] So I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\n[02:41.65] Bullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\n[02:44.29] I'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\n[02:47.98] Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n[02:49.63] My tiny town is thumbs down\n[02:51.16] Finger tips are splitting blunts\n[02:53.10] Competition walks away, finks and fronts\n[02:55.07] I fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\n[02:57.68] Rapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n[03:00.21] [Chorus]\n[03:03.17] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:03.90] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:05.55] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:08.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:10.75] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:13.27] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:16.67] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:19.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:22.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Miilkbone\n album: Da' Miilkrate\n duration_ms: 262000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n start_ms: 15560\n end_ms: 18620\n- text: And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n start_ms: 18620\n end_ms: 21110\n- text: You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n start_ms: 21110\n end_ms: 23850\n- text: The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n start_ms: 23850\n end_ms: 26340\n- text: I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n start_ms: 26340\n end_ms: 28980\n- text: I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n start_ms: 28980\n end_ms: 31750\n- text: I go to? 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smoke weed once\n To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n To battle? 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I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\nSee I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\nBeen rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\nI wake up every morning and I always wonder why\nPeeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\nThis ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\nSo many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\nI dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\nHang? my saggy jeans cuffed\nI keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\nMy dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\nSo back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\nI rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\nSprinkle over here there whenever I feel\nI'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n[Verse 3]\n\nIt's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\nThe pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\nThe boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\nStay spark in the dark daily where we come from\nI'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\nThey got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\nThey puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\nCause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\nSo I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\nBullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\nI'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\nDirty Delaney is where I be illin\nMy tiny town is thumbs down\nFinger tips are splitting blunts\nCompetition walks away, finks and fronts\nI fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\nRapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.56] I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n[00:18.62] And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n[00:21.11] You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n[00:23.85] The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n[00:26.34] I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n[00:28.98] I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n[00:31.75] I go to? place and rap to groovy breaks\n[00:34.49] Popping in the? tape and watch all the moves we make\n[00:37.12] We're getting up until we're choking\n[00:39.08] I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's smoking\n[00:42.53] I? the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\n[00:45.08] My neighbours and my style don't match what I look like\n[00:47.45] You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\n[00:50.03] I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\n[00:53.37] Strength from Jersey doing just what I feel\n[00:55.27] Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n[00:58.05] [Chorus]\n[00:58.46] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:00.46] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:03.45] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:06.26] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:07.92] [Verse 2]\n[01:08.60] My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\n[01:11.33] Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\n[01:14.26] To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n[01:16.64] To battle? I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n[01:21.48] See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n[01:22.23] Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n[01:24.62] I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n[01:27.64] Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n[01:30.00] This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n[01:32.88] So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n[01:35.37] I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\n[01:38.22] Hang? my saggy jeans cuffed\n[01:40.63] I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n[01:43.52] My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n[01:46.01] So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n[01:48.89] I rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n[01:51.21] Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n[01:54.03] I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n[01:56.47] [Chorus]\n[01:56.85] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:58.92] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:02.32] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:04.48] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:07.09] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:10.30] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:12.63] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:15.47] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:17.06] [Verse 3]\n[02:17.50] It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n[02:20.32] The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n[02:23.18] The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n[02:26.08] Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n[02:28.56] I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n[02:31.03] They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n[02:33.83] They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n[02:36.24] Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n[02:39.17] So I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\n[02:41.65] Bullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\n[02:44.29] I'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\n[02:47.98] Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n[02:49.63] My tiny town is thumbs down\n[02:51.16] Finger tips are splitting blunts\n[02:53.10] Competition walks away, finks and fronts\n[02:55.07] I fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\n[02:57.68] Rapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n[03:00.21] [Chorus]\n[03:03.17] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:03.90] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:05.55] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:08.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:10.75] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:13.27] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:16.67] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:19.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:22.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Miilkbone\n album: Da' Miilkcrate\n duration_ms: 223000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n start_ms: 15560\n end_ms: 18620\n- text: And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n start_ms: 18620\n end_ms: 21110\n- text: You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n start_ms: 21110\n end_ms: 23850\n- text: The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n start_ms: 23850\n end_ms: 26340\n- text: I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n start_ms: 26340\n end_ms: 28980\n- text: I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n start_ms: 28980\n end_ms: 31750\n- text: I go to? 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smoke weed once\n To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n To battle? 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I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\nSee I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\nBeen rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\nI wake up every morning and I always wonder why\nPeeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\nThis ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\nSo many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\nI dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\nHang? my saggy jeans cuffed\nI keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\nMy dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\nSo back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\nI rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\nSprinkle over here there whenever I feel\nI'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n[Verse 3]\n\nIt's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\nThe pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\nThe boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\nStay spark in the dark daily where we come from\nI'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\nThey got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\nThey puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\nCause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\nSo I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\nBullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\nI'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\nDirty Delaney is where I be illin\nMy tiny town is thumbs down\nFinger tips are splitting blunts\nCompetition walks away, finks and fronts\nI fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\nRapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.56] I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n[00:18.62] And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n[00:21.11] You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n[00:23.85] The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n[00:26.34] I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n[00:28.98] I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n[00:31.75] I go to? place and rap to groovy breaks\n[00:34.49] Popping in the? tape and watch all the moves we make\n[00:37.12] We're getting up until we're choking\n[00:39.08] I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's smoking\n[00:42.53] I? the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\n[00:45.08] My neighbours and my style don't match what I look like\n[00:47.45] You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\n[00:50.03] I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\n[00:53.37] Strength from Jersey doing just what I feel\n[00:55.27] Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n[00:58.05] [Chorus]\n[00:58.46] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:00.46] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:03.45] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:06.26] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:07.92] [Verse 2]\n[01:08.60] My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\n[01:11.33] Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\n[01:14.26] To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n[01:16.64] To battle? I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n[01:21.48] See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n[01:22.23] Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n[01:24.62] I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n[01:27.64] Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n[01:30.00] This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n[01:32.88] So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n[01:35.37] I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\n[01:38.22] Hang? my saggy jeans cuffed\n[01:40.63] I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n[01:43.52] My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n[01:46.01] So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n[01:48.89] I rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n[01:51.21] Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n[01:54.03] I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n[01:56.47] [Chorus]\n[01:56.85] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:58.92] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:02.32] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:04.48] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:07.09] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:10.30] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:12.63] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:15.47] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:17.06] [Verse 3]\n[02:17.50] It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n[02:20.32] The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n[02:23.18] The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n[02:26.08] Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n[02:28.56] I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n[02:31.03] They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n[02:33.83] They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n[02:36.24] Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n[02:39.17] So I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\n[02:41.65] Bullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\n[02:44.29] I'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\n[02:47.98] Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n[02:49.63] My tiny town is thumbs down\n[02:51.16] Finger tips are splitting blunts\n[02:53.10] Competition walks away, finks and fronts\n[02:55.07] I fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\n[02:57.68] Rapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n[03:00.21] [Chorus]\n[03:03.17] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:03.90] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:05.55] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:08.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:10.75] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:13.27] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:16.67] We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:19.04] Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:22.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Miilkbone\n album: Da' Miilkrate\n duration_ms: 223000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n start_ms: 15560\n end_ms: 18620\n- text: And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n start_ms: 18620\n end_ms: 21110\n- text: You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n start_ms: 21110\n end_ms: 23850\n- text: The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n start_ms: 23850\n end_ms: 26340\n- text: I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n start_ms: 26340\n end_ms: 28980\n- text: I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n start_ms: 28980\n end_ms: 31750\n- text: I go to? 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smoke weed once\n To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n To battle? 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I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\nSee I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\nBeen rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\nI wake up every morning and I always wonder why\nPeeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\nThis ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\nSo many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\nI dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\nHang? my saggy jeans cuffed\nI keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\nMy dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\nSo back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\nI rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\nSprinkle over here there whenever I feel\nI'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\n[Verse 3]\n\nIt's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\nThe pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\nThe boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\nStay spark in the dark daily where we come from\nI'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\nThey got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\nThey puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\nCause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\nSo I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\nBullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\nI'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\nDirty Delaney is where I be illin\nMy tiny town is thumbs down\nFinger tips are splitting blunts\nCompetition walks away, finks and fronts\nI fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\nRapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n\n[Chorus]\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)","syncedLyrics":"[00:15.56]I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n[00:18.62]And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n[00:21.11]You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n[00:23.85]The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n[00:26.34]I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n[00:28.98]I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n[00:31.75]I go to? place and rap to groovy breaks\n[00:34.49]Popping in the? tape and watch all the moves we make\n[00:37.12]We're getting up until we're choking\n[00:39.08]I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's smoking\n[00:42.53]I? the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\n[00:45.08]My neighbours and my style don't match what I look like\n[00:47.45]You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\n[00:50.03]I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\n[00:53.37]Strength from Jersey doing just what I feel\n[00:55.27]Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n[00:58.05][Chorus]\n[00:58.46]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:00.46]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:03.45]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:06.26]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[01:07.92][Verse 2]\n[01:08.60]My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\n[01:11.33]Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\n[01:14.26]To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n[01:16.64]To battle? I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n[01:21.48]See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n[01:22.23]Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n[01:24.62]I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n[01:27.64]Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n[01:30.00]This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n[01:32.88]So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n[01:35.37]I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper\n[01:38.22]Hang? my saggy jeans cuffed\n[01:40.63]I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n[01:43.52]My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n[01:46.01]So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n[01:48.89]I rip so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n[01:51.21]Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n[01:54.03]I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n[01:56.47][Chorus]\n[01:56.85]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[01:58.92]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:02.32]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:04.48]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:07.09]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:10.30]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:12.63]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[02:15.47]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[02:17.06][Verse 3]\n[02:17.50]It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n[02:20.32]The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n[02:23.18]The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n[02:26.08]Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n[02:28.56]I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n[02:31.03]They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n[02:33.83]They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n[02:36.24]Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n[02:39.17]So I'mma catch?, knock off your headset\n[02:41.65]Bullet holes in five though will make the the funny feds sweat\n[02:44.29]I'm from Amboy AKA The Violent Village\n[02:47.98]Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n[02:49.63]My tiny town is thumbs down\n[02:51.16]Finger tips are splitting blunts\n[02:53.10]Competition walks away, finks and fronts\n[02:55.07]I fully break beats and dominate my ill fate\n[02:57.68]Rapping on the milk crate until late it feels great\n[03:00.21][Chorus]\n[03:03.17]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:03.90]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:05.55]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:08.04]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:10.75]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:13.27]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:16.67]We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n[03:19.04]Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n[03:22.87]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real\n artist: Miilkbone\n album: Sadist Hitz, Vol. 2\n duration_ms: 223000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n start_ms: 15560\n end_ms: 18620\n- text: And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n start_ms: 18620\n end_ms: 21110\n- text: You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n start_ms: 21110\n end_ms: 23850\n- text: The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n start_ms: 23850\n end_ms: 26340\n- text: I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n start_ms: 26340\n end_ms: 28980\n- text: I write an ill verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n start_ms: 28980\n end_ms: 31750\n- text: I go to? 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once\nTo rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\nTo battle miilk I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\nSee I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\nBeen rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\nI wake up every morning and I always wonder why\nPeeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\nThis ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\nSo many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\nI dream tough, I never chill with no creeper with no cream puff\nHang the sporty kid at bottom of my saggy jeans cuffed\nI keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\nMy dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\nSo back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\nI wet so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\nSprinkle over here there whenever I feel\nI'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nIt's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\nThe pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\nThe boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\nStay spark in the dark daily where we come from\nI'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\nThey got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\nThey puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\nCause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\nSo I'mma catch wreck, knock off your headset\nBullet holes in five-o will make the the funny feds sweat\nI'm from' AKA The Violent Village\nDirty Delaney is where I be illin\nMy tiny town is thumbs down\nFinger tips are splitting blunts\nCompetition walks away, fixin' fronts\nI bully break beats and dominate my I'll fate\nLampin' on the milk crate until late it feels great\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\nWe were beginners in the hood and my mentality\nIs keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Keep It Real (Instrumental)\n artist: Miilkbone\n album: Instrumentals Hip-Hop, Vol. 1\n duration_ms: 223000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks\n And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops\n You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver\n The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver\n I play the DL and watch the outskirts\n I write an I'll verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt\n I go to' place and rap to groovy breaks\n Popping in the fuji tape and watch all the moves we make\n We're getting open until we're choking\n I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's\n Smoking\n I generate the girls, good night, I spread the hood life\n My lyrics and my style don't match what I look like\n You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging\n I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin\n Straight from Jersey doing just what I feel\n Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps\n Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once\n To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back\n To battle miilk I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack\n See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with\n Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips\n I wake up every morning and I always wonder why\n Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber\n This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock\n So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks\n I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper with no cream puff\n Hang the sporty kid at bottom of my saggy jeans cuffed\n I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks\n My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks\n So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit\n I wet so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett\n Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel\n I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving\n The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement\n The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun\n Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from\n I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts\n They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts\n They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths\n Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out\n So I'mma catch wreck, knock off your headset\n Bullet holes in five-o will make the the funny feds sweat\n I'm from' AKA The Violent Village\n Dirty Delaney is where I be illin\n My tiny town is thumbs down\n Finger tips are splitting blunts\n Competition walks away, fixin' fronts\n I bully break beats and dominate my I'll fate\n Lampin' on the milk crate until late it feels great\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n We were beginners in the hood and my mentality\n Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)\n"}]