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Keep It Real - 119712

Kyle

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[Verse 1: Kyle] Alright Look Ever since I was 13, I've been surrounded by hurt dreams and Fake niggas who threw shots, but none of that 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 they 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, bigidi bigidi bang, yup 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 [Hook: Kyle] 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 [Verse 2: Kyle] Alright, hey look, real nigga since day one So fuck you if you hate me Been a working nigga since day two And a rich nigga since day three 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 and 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 fucking 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 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 [Hook: Kyle] 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
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