Spitiful - Keep It Real lyrics

[Verse 1: Spitiful] Talk to any of these rappers nowadays And all you'll ever hear is dreams of getting paid But I'm in it for the music and the team Secondary effect is the realization of a dream I've got the grind of the busiest trucker Gotta get to the top and can't be stopped by a lover Nor a dime or a penny, none of it's getting spent If you're with me all you should hope is that I'm a gent Probably shouldn't even give up the time for donation Cause every second I have is composed of concentration Don't got a minute if you hatin' But if you happen to be giving admiration Or adulation Then I promise the result will be amazing Give Spock a gun and he still won't be phazing This awesome a**ault being forced upon your mind By the time that it's done, it'll be a Full House of one kind Which simply suggests a break in the rules Stray away from the average and you'll Hang... Loose... Seek... Truth... It's simpler than you expected it... Asking what the message is while staring at your necklace If that's what you protecting its gonna leave you helpless I never been a fan of the sequel, so I gotta stay original for the people Who wave their hands in the air as the music overtakes their veins Talking only about names Means you never had recognition of the game So when you say you spit fire I'll stay around since eventually that lighter Will run out of butane Which means that I can spark up my name And get the heat that I deserve Wild, but civil enough to find itself Church I find it a little odd when they say the truth hurts Because when you believed lies you found a way to make it work And I would never confuse Confucius with a jerk Trying to give advice from sights that he's never seen While I try to reach the Eiffel Tower off promethazine Coming down to people who continually slave Just to learn there's a difference between what you need and what you crave And by the time that it's over, hopefully self-realization will have come a little closer Seated on a throne of clouds hoping heaven's just a jump away Laughing looking back on your every Saturday When you spent all that time being immature Now you're thinking of them days wishing that you had more