Devin The Dude - Keep it Real (B.G. Dre'sta RMX) lyrics

* 10 Seconds sample of L.A. streets' Gang War played in the background [Intro: 10 O'Clock News Coverage Reporter] In world news today Officials agreed that rapper Lorenzo alias Street Scholar must be stopped After being monitored by secret service agents for two years evidents Leads tobacco and firearms; official to believe that his literally lyrics Promote drug usage and distribution Degrade women, influence ganbling, promote and teach violence And more importantly; it's influencing our minors and destorying our community Officials say: he is the lord of the Underground Rap Him and his music must be stopped [MC Ren] You know I gotta keep it on, like light but I'm heavy Fool, tell your trick to stay away from the Chevy I make these fools pray everyday like Bone Every time you see the Villain choke the microphone I'm coming 'Straight Off The Streets of Compton' like E Make my first G before adding on the emcee White people hate me like Johny co*kern Yelling "F" The Police since fools been pop locking I'm So So Def like Jermaine I know, you wanna see me rip it up, but can't take the pain You fools bragging like Big Poppa While you know, you're living in a hut like Jobba Uhh.. like Rick, I'm knocking n***as out the box I'll make you wanna go and have the big well like Great Fox Who cares what you're going through? You whack n***as this one's for you Keeps it real [Chorus: Devin the Dude X2] You know, you can't believe that song That brother is wrong, gangsters don't live that long [MC Ren overlapping the Chorus] Now, who keeps it real? Who keeps it real? Ren in the cut, fools now what's up? Fools out faking like they got sk**s Rolling around with their rats in their floss mobiles [Hook: MC Ren] Knock them out the box Ren -----] MC Ren Knock them out Ren --------] MC Ren [MC Ren] Living room packed, laid back on the flow Yeah, fools can't see me on the live with a Lando I'm running fools straight to the dirt While my man Train talking on the phone the evil curt Homies waste gas driving down the same streets And hood rats wishing for the pa**enger seats Flag them down, like they're flagging down to get a taxi Too good to ride a bus, drinking is a must Another day kicking back, the Scientist is hard at work Thinking how to get paid, kicking back in the shade Or call Will and Temple where my homie down by Zeenie With the bald head, it's too hot for the beanie Sitting on the porch, fools run the stop sign Hookers sell their bodies around the way ain't hard to find Right in the corner of McDonald's Parking Lot Peeping out their hair cause that spot is hot And that's real [Chorus: X2] [Hook: MC Ren] [MC Ren] Randy up the street cutting up the fresh paid And Compton P.D. around the corner about to raid The yellow Helicopter hanging around like a Gnat And hood rats yelling out a car where the party at While Robbin and Train go and get a Deuce And fools in Compton give a damn about a gang truce But I gotta lot of love for my people And like they ain't crying, people just keep dying I won't be like most fools and just come to shoot my video in Compton Then disappear for a year I'm making fools like that shake the spot One for the treble, jack your a** in the Parking Lot Cause handkerchief headed fools come around faking Bragging about that money they be making Boot licking, bu*t dancing, and fools just better chill Before I tell them how I feel, and that's real [Chorus: X2] [Hook: MC Ren] [Outro: MC Ren] Yeah, DJ Train, the tribe of Shabazz I'm out, yeah Knock them out Ren --------] MC Ren