d**h Productions - Keep It Real (f** Em' All) lyrics

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d**h Productions - Keep It Real (f** Em' All) lyrics

[Hook] Yeah, f** em' all, yeah, f** em' all I tell em' to keep it real and basically f** em' all Yeah, f** em' all, yeah, f** em' all I tell em' to keep it real and basically f** em' all [Verse 1] Lam D. is on the scene, I channel hate just like I'm Palpatine Let it flow throughout my body like an angry teen Blockage of synapse gaps is normal when you f** with me Why should I live a life that's boring like some human being Opposite of Frat Raps, there's more to me than just that Not a conscience rappper even though I strap a backpack Better tighten up with those jeans and that snap back This humble newcomer says he's bringing out the past back I was just waiting for the right time Rapping is my dream and it seems like a lifetime Writing down my first rhyme to thinking up my latest rhyme Rearranging thoughts, put it down in the right line Sitting here, writing words, making zero wages Hopefully these words turn to gold from these pages Haters gonna hate, and they're telling me I'm crazy But voices in my head keep on telling me I'll make it [Hook] Yeah, f** em' all, yeah, f** em' all I tell em' to keep it real and basically f** em' all Yeah, f** em' all, yeah, f** em' all I tell em' to keep it real and basically f** em' all [Verse 2] I'll be damned if I get another bad grade Looking at my face and you would think I'm in a sad state But that's not the case I'm always thinking of a better place Making my first move like this is a first date Searching for some brighter days, staring at the clouds When you're feeling this good, it's hard to stay foul Ain't no question that my time is now I could care less about your swag and your style I'm f**ing with your mind and this song is only foreplay No question I'm the father of your thoughts, ask Maury Dumb it down like Dory, your ending is near Hearing me work it out got you sweating through your ears It's happy hour, because I'm setting the bar For those kids who dream about the cash, j**els, and cars People ask me how did you get this far And I tell em' to keep it real and basically f** em' all [Hook] [Verse 3] You may do this for the block or you may do this for the hood But I do this for my brothers who had never understood How I dreamt about riches and becoming Tiger Woods How I'm sleeping with these b**hes, bet that p**y smells good You didn't even give the boy a chance like you ignored me You saw me but you didn't say a thing like you ain't know me Now I to thank everybody who supported me And f** you to the people who weren't there but still applauding Cause' I really don't need it, you may think it's arrogance To hate me is to love me, just part of the experience Don't really need a mirror to clearly see who the fairest is Just hear me out again, to clearly hear that I'm serious You're playing the game so that you can survive I'm playing the game to be remembered in time If I end in second place then that would be fine Just remember that I wasn't one to serve that pink slime [Hook]