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raw teknik & hasiflames - keep it real lyrics

keep it real lyrics

[verse 1 raw teknik]
this is a professional sh-t so please don’t try at home/raw-teknik and hasiflames about to blaze the microphone/i told you nextym am spitting that am comin with my clone/and if they wanna pay me with the paper, you know am getting gold/i got a situation, many times i never fall in love cos in the hiphop culture, better lines will make you be ontop/am looking for promoters to upload and put it on they blog/and write my name in caligraphic history books that i made it on my own/never join the fakers if you are in the realer zone/its a trend to make a new paragraph and never ask if we gotta be friends/am different with 6 senses/in the industry, they exchange pleasantries only when you get success/ ignore them and they will call u wicked!
now let’s open to my book of rhymes, chapter 3:5/thou shalt not test raw-teknik otherwise you’ll fall ill and die/ i sound so good, my rap-name is ‘don’t be surprised’/ when it comes to position, am number one down to five…cos its apparent some pairings will cause a damage permanently to your hearing, comparing my lyrics is like embarr-ssing a parent and then u’re asking them to pay rent in their house..wow! that’s what am talking about/if i spit a verse to bastarize and put a vibe ontop your rap or make a laugh to save a blast that would have put u in a he-rs-, it means am nice…as a lyricist am the definition of a poltergeist and i was told by some other guys/ coz am stucked in the mission of murdering n-ggas, ability set to be characterized!

[verse 2 hasiflames]
keepin’ it real dont appeal to most of you/its sad but true/y’all can’t fit in my shoes even if we trade boots/i’m raisin’ this high above the roof/i’m so hot i make the thermometer go poof!/blow it up is all i do, my delivery smooth/i do it with ease and cease the flows these other folks givin’/make em’ sound like they spittin’ gibberish/they spit bars that bore you/i gat bars that’ll intrigue you/ captivate your mind and own you/fallin’ & stayin’ down isn’t part of my schedule/so imma blast through the walls set to cage me and break free/real n-ggas feel me cos they know i spit ill/i gat you bumpin’ your head subconciously/obviously u feelin’ everyline/honestly i know i’m ahead of time/but currently i’m rhymin’ crazily on the mic/bruisin’ tf outta it, hommie! i’m snuffin’ its life/see my everyline is vital/ like the words in the bible//you need em for survival/lyrically i’m unf-ckwithable/i’m sick with dope thoughts and its incurable/imma end this with something random/i’m smart enough to make y’all look dumb/bish i’m a god do not f-ck with i

[verse 3 raw teknik]
stucked in a rare condition, you don’t think its my decision?/ f-ckup with the old edition, this is now the realer version/stick ur d**k in ur ear, make you c-m listen to my rapping coz u’ve being an -ss in the making/you faking to get to where the fame is and lately u’ve been busy acting silly/ feeling sh-tty.. every n-gga expecting credit, you giving me headache, call the medic/ some of these n-ggas are funny/talking about the money they don’t have in their wallet and faking their accent and forming a rap crew/ sorry for your mo**f***ing -ss fool! when you claiming the t-tle of a rap god. yes, buncha jobless people with no att-tude, just lacking sense/raw-teknik and hasiflames, yea they the best! but some of the p-ssy n-ggas on the internet with no intellect will be like “that n-gga ain’t the best” – i keep it real n-gga

[verse 4 hasiflames]
to be specific i’m bout to go ballistic/what i spit is fantastic you’ve to listen closely cos you would’nt wanna miss it/i set the booth on fire any moment i’m in it/i’m the lyrical truth/& imma be here forever cos in my lines are the fountain of youth/but as of now i’m freakin’ hungry/so i gat to be eatin’/but first i gat to make couple mills/then i can chill & eat/but f-ck chill cos this brother ain’t never chillin’ on his grind/i broke off my spine cos i wouldn’t stand up for ignorance/my circle small but filled with enlightened minds/the typa brothers that study all day, rhyme all night/we wanna cop the best things in life/we gon’ make it regardless of what we face/f-ck & fist some bad b-tches on the way/that last bar prolly didn’t sound too right/thats cos i wrote it with my left hand/hands down i’m k!llin’ this/being different seems to be my only crime//f-ck the gr-ss is greener at the other side/i’m workin’ my b-tt off to make the gr-ss at myside the most green/isniff c0ke in my sleep, hommie i gat dope dreams/i’m just keepin’ it real*

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