Keep it Real

[Verse 1: Homeboy Sandman]

BREAK!

Knock knock, who's there? Salvador Sand

A lot of flows but I don't know them all off hand

My pot of gold do not have no leprechaun guard

I'm not alone, you might as well leapt upon god

My ball of wax is made of wax so it change shapes

My seat at mass is made of mass so it change states

What always lasts it's always mass so it takes space

And always has  whatever hazard that takes place

When roads fork

I take a sec and think of roads that I done walked

Then pick a way, im not afraid

Where i'll end at, i stay in shape

It it don't work i'll just walk back

Every month I roam, can't stick to one pad

And everything i own all fits in one bag

I keep warm without withdrawing at no bank

And go on and on without drawing no blanks

[Hook: Homeboy Sandman]

Can't always believe what you see

It's hard to believe but it's not true that

Everybody's trying to keep it real

[Verse 2: Mystro]

Wait who's that, it's My-stiggy with the riddle

These swines can try catch it like piggy in the middle

I never claimed real spit then bring a little dribble

Or say i pulled more strings than diddy with a fiddle

The cap sputin and rap smooth

Been a deadly mix between bat spootin and rap sputin

It's a shame how hip hop has become a playground

Full of black students who wack truer that lack schoolin

Now everybody and their mum is tryna be the man

With mannerisms of a peter pan

And yo the same gang who swore theyre not on the band wagon Watching other cats walk and following that fashion

To the middle of the field where they usually so corn

Cultivated break down and use it in most forms

Not here to make sure that pollution is no mores

That GOAT in sheep's clothing tootin' his own horn like

[Hook]

Can't always be what you see

It's hard to believe but it's not true that

Everybody's trying to keep it real

[Verse 3: Homeboy Sandman]

Lord of the flies the mighty just caught

The 4 or the 5

My fort is fortified

I benefit from mixed fire and ice

That's  all brink and morter of the mind

Could probably turn water to wine

I represent to get more out of life

It gives me something to do but all noons mornings and nights

My powers been fully bestowed

So im staying put standing in barefoot in the snow (ahh)

Wild side is where i reside

You gon have something to say, either way i decide

So why hit pay dirt and take in the sights

And if it ain't major im lettin it slide

Mash up prayers and hopes

Broke so long i prefer layers to coats

And im not scared so i get stares and jokes

But ill be upstairs way before mayors and popes

(wee)