Keep It Real Lyrics - Singles - Lil' Rob

(Lil' Rob) 

Watch-Ah There's a difference between fact and fiction 

Pay close attention do more than Listen 

Here what I'm telling you all these vatos be telling it 

Claiming that they be having it 

But really they anit having shit 

Fuck all that bullshit that shit is kid shit 

Keep talking shit bitch that's what your skill is 

Fools are ridiculous just don't know when to quit 

Can't spit like I can spit straight up be Maculent 

Talented handle it Simon eh had my man that did 

Feel so cold leave you frozen stiff like a manikin 

Crazy like the bay that they named after a pelican 

From pellet guns to Simi autos to automatic guns 

To having funs to having funs to having fun in Cali sun 

I love convertibles dog I had to have me one 

You might know me from cruising around in my Cadillac 

To pumps in the trunk the batteries on rack flip the switch on my lap 

(Lil' Rob)(Chorus)(2x) 

Keeping it real got the skills to pay the bills esse 

A lot of you vatos out there don't know how it feels to keep it real esse 

I do what I do when I do it 

I'm keeping it real when I do it 

Unlike you did, everything you did was stupid. 

(Lil' Rob) 

A lot of you vatos take a long time to bust a rhyme and ta 

It be your drawing board and take some more time for real 

Homeboy I never heard nothing weak 

Can't believe that bullshit that be coming out the speaker 

Its like who heard you and told you that you were good! 

They lied to you, you can't rap but they said you could why? 

What they do that, look what they done did made that shit talk 

And beyond, fucking dumb kid I know where I'm from 

I know what I've done I know what it takes to be number one 

You vatos cross the line all the time dropping the dime 

Your questioning I'm answering before your asking it 

I know what I said whatever I said home boy I'm backing it 

Backing lid, well you're a lying fucking sack of shit 

Chronic shit? Got a fluffy giant sack of it 

It's no accident when I'm packing it relaxing it kicking back and shit 

I loss my mind I loss the time where'd it go 

and but I go and lost track of it 

(Chorus) 

(Lil' Rob) 

San Diego city I was brought up in 

Home of Donovan car hoping and bum dropping 

I'm getting numbers while I'm dragging bumpers 

Scraping it up Juice I think I've got more than enough 

In fact I think I got a little too much but never enough 

Living life so rough and so tough I pick up the mic 

Saves Que? I'm sick on the mic I'm sic on the mic 

Your sounding like a bitch on the mic 

I'm sick of my life but still kick the shit that you like 

Just probably get a six-pack and kick it tonight 

I'm tripping tonight feel straight up like picking a fight 

Get wickie wicked tonight drug driven tonight 

I'm going out of my headlight like little Anthony 

Backing me days when he had tears on his pillow 

Weeping like a willow it's Lil' Rob esse breaking it down 

Gangster rolling no more mistaking the sound no mistakes are allowed 

(Chorus)