Mobb Deep - Keepin It Real Lyrics
[Intro]Word up son, wordYeah, to all the killers and a hundred dollar billersFor real niggas who ain't got no feelingsCheck it out now[Verse 1: Prodigy]I got you stuck off the realness, we be the infamousYou heard of us, official Queensbridge murderersThe Mobb comes equipped for warfare bewareOf my crime family who got nuff shots to shareFor all of those, who wanna profile and poseRock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose boneYou all alone in these streets, cousinEvery man for they self in this land we be gunningAnd keep them shook crews running, like they supposed toThey come around but they never come close toI can see it inside your face, you're in the wrong placeCowards like you just get they whole body laced upWith bullet holes and suchSpeak the wrong words man and you will get touchedYou can put your whole army against my team andI guarantee you it'll be your very last time breathingYour simple words just don't move me, you're minor, we're majorYou're all up in the game and don't deserve to be a playerDon't make me have to call your name outYour crew is featherweight, my gunshots'll make you levitateI'm only nineteen but my mind is olderAnd when the things get for real my warm heart turns coldAnother nigga deceased, another story gets toldIt ain't nothing really, hey, yo Dun spark the phillySo I can get my mind off these yellowbacked niggasWhy they still alive I don't know, go figureMeanwhile back in Queens the realness and foundationIf I die, I couldn't choose a better locationWhen the slugs penetrate you feel a burning sensationGetting closer to God in a tight situationNow take these words home and think it throughOr the next rhyme I write might be about you[Hook]Son, they shookCause ain't no such things as halfway crooksScared to death, scared to look, they shookCause ain't no such things as halfway crooksScared to death, scared to lookLiving the live that of diamonds and gunsThere's numerous ways you can choose to earn fundsSome get shot, locked down and turn nunsCowardly hearts and straight up shook ones, shook onesHe ain't a crook son, he's just a shook one[Verse 2: Havoc]For every rhyme I write it's 25 to lifeYo it's a must, in gats we trust, safeguarding my lifeAin't no time for hesitation, that only leads to incarcerationYou don't know me, there's no relationQueensbridge and we don't play, I don't got timeFor your petty thinking mind, son I'm bigger than thoseClaiming that you pack heat but you're scared to holdAnd once the smoke clears you'll be left with one in your domeThirteen years in the projects, my mentality is what kidYou talk a good one but you don't want itSometimes I wonder do I deserve to liveOr am I going to burn in hell for all the things I didNo time to dwell on that cause my brain reactsFront if you want kid, lay on your backI don't fake jacks kid, you know I bring it to you liveStay in a child's place, kid you outta lineCriminal minds thirsty for recognitionI'm sipping, E&J got my mind flippingI'm bugging, digging my ways out of holes by hustlingGet that loot kid, you know my functionCause long as I'm alive I'mma live illegalAnd once I get on I'mma put on all my peopleReact quick, spit lyrics like Macs I hit your dome upWhen I roll up, don't be caught sleeping cause I'm creeping[Hook][Outro]To all the villains and a hundred dollar billersTo real brothers who ain't got no feelingsG-yeah, the whole Bridge, Queens get the money41st side, keeping it real, Queens get the money
