Apache Keep It Real Lyrics

Keep It Real Lyrics

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'