COST OF KEEPING REAL

[MadeinTYO Sample] (Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face) [Intro] Yo BLAQKNOIZ Fuck Eric Holder [Hook] You can put your boys on game, you can run 'em in the race You can earn your name, you can Hussle, motivate Say "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" So he came back with a pistol and he shot you in the face They like haters gonna hate, 'til they underestimate Leave their people crying cause they caught an early grave Said "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" That's the Cost of Keeping Real, no bullets for the fake [Verse: The Thought] I was off a couple grams of them psilocybin shrooms (shroooms!) When I tuned into a cam, to see what they gonna do (doooo!) Down on Crenshaw where the God of the neighborhood got clapped (alright) Tension in the parking lot, got the people running laps LAPD, NOI, ghetto-choppers in the sky Teeny-boppers crying "Why?!" cause a gangsta rapper died (Damn.) They say "he more than hiphop", must be why he got popped Outlined in that white chalk, shooter came from his block! (Doot doot doot) The realest always die in the most tragical ways (Facts) No wonder as they cry, they search for reasons for the pain (Conspiracies) The healing gets denied in the ghost of practices paid No wonder as they fly, some lurk and feeding off the graves Snakes been eating, flooding Eden, with the spirits of the leaders Break the ceiling, end up weeping, with the limitless believers Fakes ain't bleeding, they at meetings, flicking tops as they teeter Race ain't even over, still The Marathon in your speakers (ay) [Bridge: The Thought] Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face [Hook] You can put your boys on game, you can run 'em in the race You can earn your name, you can Hussle, motivate Say "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" So he came back with a pistol and he shot you in the face They like haters gonna hate, 'til they underestimate Leave their people crying cause they caught an early grave Said "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" That's the Cost of Keeping Real, no bullets for the fake [Verse: XZavier] I walk on that "what, what?" When looking down, "yuh, yuh" Don't you fucking dare "nuh-uh" Putting me fucking down, cunts Know I'm fucking bound in the garish belly of the beast (fuck!) Tear me down like these menacing clowns, pulling hair out, no peace (agh!) Go on 'head, cat fight, what's cat to a tyrant? Who'll smash then ice 'em if they motherfucking try him? Don't bite him over spill and though you chose to lick it Thicker than Thickens, hold up let's politic, quick, end our fucking difference But nihilistic niglets mix excuse, denial's existence DOW went dip, indulgent, my man lost to ignance Are you fictional? Indignant, I'm with it (*deep breath*) Ain't no choice, can't pick oranges, motherfucking GET HIM! (get him, get him!) I just hope I'll be alive in the ending, yeah I'll probably die, word to Kendrick, yeah Just dare my guys, green I vision, got spent all chips Grieving for a gimmick, yeah, or a get-rich scheme, please It's much more than papes... (NO IT AIN'T!) Well fuck y'all lames, get the fuck up out my face! [Bridge: The Thought] Hustle and motivate, hustle and motivate Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face [Verse: Smith the Poet] Yeah it's worse than what you say, boy, you cannot relate 'Til they slay, the glimmer strays, but don't ever go away Said I face the world today, get the fuck up out my face It ain't safe in your state, know your city probably flaked That ain't hate, fuck a fate, he just never was a fake fuck Forsaken all the greats, bruh, complacent with your state, huh? Don't blame it, just embrace crush, I'll cater guard The Game, guff No waiting for your pace, Puff, delay that lost the days Dumbed down, the river made us If doubt, the dribble played 'em To say, the riddle's vacant More brittle, cause the bass is Fiddled for some faceless Given ocean views Stay pimping on you fools [Hook] You can put your boys on game, you can run 'em in the race You can earn your name, you can Hussle, motivate Say "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" So he came back with a pistol and he shot you in the face They like haters gonna hate, 'til they underestimate Leave their people crying cause they caught an early grave Said "Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face" That's the Cost of Keeping Real, no bullets for the fake [MadeinTYO Sample] (Heard you was a lame, boy, get up out my face)