Artist: Apache Album: Roll Wit Tha Flava (compilation) Song: Keep it Real Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch And you don't stop [ VERSE 1 ] Rappers grow, develop flows, do shows, get hoes Make it big, then start steppin on toes But you missed one, mine, now you can't last Step on my toe, you get ten toes up that ass Don't even think about tryin some snake shit Okay, today we're talkin about fake shit Was it a friend or colleague, tell me what was it? You flipped your script when you got your bullshit budget You went gold and can't speak no more Fuck you, your crew, and your fuckin tour Poppin shit behind my back, time to get got The penalty for that is five to ten speed-knots I'm here to bully and bogart, I hit hard Set em up to get wet up, dump em in somebody's yard Tie em up and make em squeel The last three words he hears is 'keep it real' Keep it real And you don't stop (And I'ma let you know) Keep it real (Probably a punk) [ VERSE 2 ] Industry rule number 4080-one (If you come to battle, bring-bring a shot-shotgun) I hate the fake, if you perpatrate, flee Time to wreck shop, and all you can do is stop speakin to me MC's that get too big for their britches End up in stitches or gettin robbed for their fuckin riches Forgot where you came from, gased up Go back to your old block and niggas smack that ass up You know the rules, challenge him to a rap scrimmage Sha said (Yo, 'Pache chill, that's just his image And shit) So I chill and won't say shit, see No bull, I got pull, only a handful can fuck with me Bringin mysery is my mission in '93 So be nice and think twice before steppin to me Tie him up and make him squeel The last three words he hears is 'keep it real' [ VERSE 3 ] Some new fame is like a flame, let me explain It can blaze for days, then it's out, but who's to blame? You, or is it the things you do or did? In fact, sometimes I think back to when I was a kid Times were hard, I got harder Couldn't afford a 40, so you didn't wanna be bothered Wouldn't pass a spliff, couldn't get a lift Started runnin with the Flavor U and got swift Now you come around talkin that 'we boys' shit The way I live, I forgive, but I don't forget Tie him up and make him squeel The last three words he hears is 'keep it real'