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QWEL and MAKER : The "IT" In "Keeping IT Real" lyrics

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QWEL and MAKER lyrics : "The "IT" In "Keeping IT Real""

But brothers would it kill us to change?
And chain 'em up in prison when it filled 'em with hate, cause ain't a difference
It's pound for pound the literal weigh

Stay down for now
It's crowns are minutes away
And hey, to each his image, with satan lickin his fangs

But sang bandstand freedom in it's business of slaves
Who paid Jay-Z and Mantan to give it away?
%#@!'ll take some new brand pants to get us to stay

Make haste
To the pinnacle, infinite, made of mineral clay
Today we're diamond, nickled, crippled out of critical rate

A little wisdom with some rhythm to pray
A place within em, livin grace as original as the middle of gray
His cynic cake and Antoinette with a tyrannical taste

Faith abandoned
How we wise if even famine obeys?
Now we're swimming with the salmon to calamity's lake

With granite feet, shaped from vanity and grammy speech "thanks"
The late great planet E
The hand of greed squeezed, fannin these flames

Nine to five will be the ant theme, but man, it'd be great
Time's a lie, Yah's alive, why's it man that we praise?
Anchor hands and canvas feet

Like, damn if we say
Standing deep beneath the, deep between the span of these banks
It might take a Barbie chant to get the answer dj'ed

But man it might change us to stay
Straight line 'em up and shoot 'em when they cued 'em for fame

It's the same unnamed shooters, through the hoop with the flames
Saying truth is the rain, remain luminous and true to this or lose it in vain
Computer Judas rather view it through the tube in his brain

Supersized, eyes swollen open, two to a cage
Mother funded dungeons, running on punishment budgets
Someone's up to something

Govern it, two to a plane for fame, sing it again, a cell
Scream it, a gain, a name
Losin it paid us well

Keep it the same and bang
Claimin the realest real
To reel in your favorite slave

Peeling the seal revealed for real
His name remains the purest
See the trees for the forest

Born to be the force of meteors or screamin it towards us
They'd sort us off in sections
There deception ignores us

To sort us to the new world
Or new world orders
For mother$#&@ers that would maim us to prey

Aim and pay 'em off as senators
The predators bait
Fate inevites the snake

Like, whatevers your flav
Pay the rent for your president
We're peasants or slaves

Which is better?
Richest debtors get a whip whipped instead of a say
Let it fix itself, while dangling from venomous fangs

Your name is sediment
The bestest threats to get you to break
To make the exodus from genocide

The letters we paint

But brothers would it kill us to change from vain

jiggy, diddy, viddy what you give me to up jump the boogie
But man it might change us to stay the same %#@!ty
gritty, cities hittin kiddies with fronts, stunts, and hoodies

Sissies with a name and claim to fame
woody looking goody, it's all boogie to beat beat beat
With deceit seat seeded and conceit's teeth gleamin

the truth gets diluted to me me me

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