Kyle

Kyle - Keep It Real lyrics

rate me

Aight look

Ever since I was 13, I've been surrounded by hurt dreams

and fake niggas who threw shots, but none of that shit could hurt me,

Police investigations but the police couldn't chirp me,

high school couldn't nerf me, the new boys couldn't jerk me

hey, been here like every day, someone got something to say

they all NWAs, niggas aint getting no play

not in my city, no way,

go outside, get some sun, grab some shade, hydroplane

niggas can't keep in they lane, it ain't no thang,

my shit go bigidi bigidi bang, yep bang nigga

K.I.Doing my thing nigga,

young boy he done upgrade,

from that cavalier to that range nigga

best believe im that same nigga,

K.i.D but don't play nigga,

you're low-key like your fame dude,

all of you look the same nigga, dude,

this is a shit I do, spell it out for these dumb niggas, haiku

weak rappers like you are so bad for my mood

back, yall better watch your step

asian kid test, I'm coming correct,

really there's no contest,

getting the right thing till there ain't left,

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Uh, but I'll keep it real and I don't think I'll ever change,

I'll never lie if you can look me in the face,

I swear to God that weak shit isn't in my veins,

I'll never change.

I keep it real, I keep it real my nigga,

I keep it real, I keep it real my nigga,

I keep it real, I keep it real my nigga

I keep it real, that's how i feel my nigga.

Alright, hey look, real nigga since day one,

so f*ck you if you hate me,

been a working nigga since day two,

and a rich nigga since day 3,

learn the shit on my own so,

what the hell can you teach me,

Kyle harvey's no clone you,

couldn't see me with HD,

with a telescope, with a microscope,

nigga in the dark with a lot of phones,

I'm over rappers who smoke weed with white girls,

that get emma stoned,

I'm not sayin they're weak, I'm just saying that there not me,

and it's like I'm fucking great I mean like what else can they be

you know, they say I Sound like Drake, I don't

your daughter think that I'm great, I know

your mother f*cking CD package needs to come with a bar of soap,

'cause honestly, your verses stink

that shit puts me straight to sleep

even if I ain't have a nose,

I could tell that your verses reek,

its filled all the shit about spots you've never been

and about girls you'll never do

and about shit you never did,

uh, all these niggas you killed,

and all the caps that you filled,

well all you niggas are millionaires

so come on let's be real.

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4 Comments found

Anonymous
Thursday 14th of March 2013 22:14
AWESOME SONG
Anonymous
Thursday 7th of March 2013 04:06
realest
Anonymous
Monday 25th of February 2013 11:10
my nigga
Anonymous
Tuesday 19th of February 2013 02:46
Dope