QWEL & MAKER - The IT In Keeping IT Real lyrics

rate me

But brothers would it kill us to change?

And chain 'em up in prison when it filled 'em with hate, cause ain't a difference

It's pound for pound the literal weigh

Stay down for now

It's crowns are minutes away

And hey, to each his image, with satan lickin his fangs

But sang bandstand freedom in it's business of slaves

Who paid Jay-Z and Mantan to give it away?

Shit'll take some new brand pants to get us to stay

Make haste

To the pinnacle, infinite, made of mineral clay

Today we're diamond, nickled, crippled out of critical rate

A little wisdom with some rhythm to pray

A place within em, livin grace as original as the middle of gray

His cynic cake and Antoinette with a tyrannical taste

Faith abandoned

How we wise if even famine obeys?

Now we're swimming with the salmon to calamity's lake

With granite feet, shaped from vanity and grammy speech "thanks"

The late great planet E

The hand of greed squeezed, fannin these flames

Nine to five will be the ant theme, but man, it'd be great

Time's a lie, Yah's alive, why's it man that we praise?

Anchor hands and canvas feet

Like, damn if we say

Standing deep beneath the, deep between the span of these banks

It might take a Barbie chant to get the answer dj'ed

But man it might change us to stay

Straight line 'em up and shoot 'em when they cued 'em for fame

It's the same unnamed shooters, through the hoop with the flames

Saying truth is the rain, remain luminous and true to this or lose it in vain

Computer Judas rather view it through the tube in his brain

Supersized, eyes swollen open, two to a cage

Mother funded dungeons, running on punishment budgets

Someone's up to something

Govern it, two to a plane for fame, sing it again, a cell

Scream it, a gain, a name

Losin it paid us well

Keep it the same and bang

Claimin the realest real

To reel in your favorite slave

Peeling the seal revealed for real

His name remains the purest

See the trees for the forest

Born to be the force of meteors or screamin it towards us

They'd sort us off in sections

There deception ignores us

To sort us to the new world

Or new world orders

For motherfuckers that would maim us to prey

Aim and pay 'em off as senators

The predators bait

Fate inevites the snake

Like, whatevers your flav

Pay the rent for your president

We're peasants or slaves

Which is better?

Richest debtors get a whip whipped instead of a say

Let it fix itself, while dangling from venomous fangs

Your name is sediment

The bestest threats to get you to break

To make the exodus from genocide

The letters we paint

But brothers would it kill us to change from vain

jiggy, diddy, viddy what you give me to up jump the boogie

But man it might change us to stay the same shitty

gritty, cities hittin kiddies with fronts, stunts, and hoodies

Sissies with a name and claim to fame

woody looking goody, it's all boogie to beat beat beat

With deceit seat seeded and conceit's teeth gleamin

the truth gets diluted to me me me