Qwel & Maker - The 'It' in 'Keeping It Real' lyrics

But brothers would it k** 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? sh**'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 motherf**ers 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 k** 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 sh**ty 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