Real - Intellectual

Back unto basics wipe the dust up off my drum pads

Pop a couple tablets of some acid then I kick back

Relax stab a simple pattern of some boom bap

Lay some synthesizer chords then automate the low pass

My notepad is packed stacked with verses front to back

And it's so thick that it could probably catch a bullet still intact

And that is fact I am something of a myth

Local legend of the sticks leaving all these haters pissed

Fall back if you's a bitch silly rappers act entitled

Like we owe them our support because two singles are on Tidal

Suicidal mumble rap whatever style viral

They want all the admiration in the length of a free trial

Such denial of the many miles needed to succeed

The only guarantee in life is fate and that we'll meet

So take it on the chin or turn the other cheek

Someday I'll reach the top of every list of worlds best emcees

I keep it real

All day everyday

I keep it real

All day everyday

I zone out in the booth down at my Dad's house

Same old dirty basement where I came up I throw down

Same old corner closet in my bedroom I bar out

Rip the microphone apart from my dome no phone out

My mouth will tell you all there is you need to know

About the differences that separate an amateur and pro

Number one is the soul two is the drive

Three is the heart and number four is the pride

Fake rappers sell you lies and take advantage of their fans

While record labels have them sign the dotted line and box them in

If they can tune into a trend and maybe guarantee a hit

Then they will shove it down the throats of every adolescent kid

Farm the numbers make them big until you think that they're the shit

And then they slide the artist one percent off every single cent

And they flex like they're rich but most are all in debt

Except for me because I'm rich in timeless music and respect

Bitch

I keep it real

All day everyday

I keep it real

All day everyday