Keep On
Bone Idol Lyrics

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[Rob]
Bitch I got my weight up, now my dues is paid up
It's niggaz falling off in this game, I'm trying to stay up
I treat this shit just like George Girvin, it's a lay up
You don't need no do's, cause my flows'll make you wake up

I'm the baker put the cake up, we real put the fake up
If your broad rolling with us, she coming back with no make up

The game needed a shake up, so I'm here to get that paper
Big Rob the Rhino, six-five earthquaker

Got hoes in Jamaica, moving dust like a snake-a
I roll with with Big Ake-a, cause he's a mic breaker
If your gal beeping us, the Kingz is gon take her
And don't bump your gums, or get heated like a vapor

And niggaz gon hate you, whether you broke or got paper
It don't matter, cause my lines'll put your career in danger
This one here's a banger, to the booth I ain't no stranger
Now you got your money's worth, cause the Kingz won't short tracer

[Chalie]
Your friend of a friend said this, your friend of a friend said that
Better tell your friend of a friend, that Chalie Boy said to back back
Before they get they head cracked, fucking with my bread stack
No need for no conversation, bitch cause I'ma did that

Little relief soldier, military minded
Knock off your block and drop it, where your secretary find it
(that's thoed, I'll rewind it) pay attention you'll find it
Sickening how I be spitting, giving sight to the blinded

Perfectly timed it, showing my ass
Conscience clearer, but all these hating hoes in the past
Want smouse on my cash, on the track I'ma blast
You can compare and contrast, I'm the best the rest trash

[Tite]
Move fast but I bet you, only be playing catch up
Niggaz that hold plex, end up leaving on a stretcher
Dripping red ketchup, for fucking with my ghett-a
Let the sun do it, cause I ain't gon sweat you

Tite revving up the Nikes, as far
Dime piece in the drop, I keep the nicest broad
The good life is what I live, with a nice support
And anybody trying to take it, getting life support

Feel my speech I reach out, still I T
I'm like a stove when I spit, you could feel my heat
I got flows like the lotto, you can take your pick
Put the Tite on your song, and it could make you rich

You bastards sick, thinking I don't hear the chatter
I got a nice Smith and Wess', that'll squish your bladder
A line this side, the ghetto got me crying inside
I never go without a fight, shit I'm down with pride

I'm a man not a mouse, never trust the gritty
King Kong got the hood, and I'll crush the city
It's do or die, you want to know who am I
The same gangstas on them cd's, you choose to buy

[Coop]
Another day another year, and it's still no fear
Never thought to bite my tongue, when I spit in your ear
All these messy ass niggaz, talking bout bidness they taking
They want the hoes that I'm taking, the money I'm making

Most boys want to walk, before they crawl
Man it's real in the field, everybody can't ball
Need that eye of the tiger, a heart that won't quit
Ain't no question bout your blood, you a full bread pit

Sit back relax my mind, over dranks and blunts
I'm thinking yacht with two cots, and a bitch on the front
Ghetto fab how I keep it, so that's how you receive it
Might not believe it, but nigga mo' money I need it

Ways I'm thinking be major, and it might bring pain
Can't nan you boys stop me, cause this style's my fame
Tarnish my name, you got a nigga fucked up kids
Don't let your folks have to read about, the shit I did

Freestyle Kingz, FK2K3

You next to the DJ Bull, this how it go down
Dirty South style, Dirty Third Records

Overall Meaning

In the song "Keep On" by Bone Idols and Aphletik featuring Ty, the lyrics convey a sense of confidence and assertiveness as the rappers boast about their success and warn others not to mess with them. The first verse by Rob emphasizes his ability to succeed in the rap game, despite others falling off. He compares his talent to that of an NBA player, making it seem effortless to achieve success. Rob also boasts about his connections to Jamaican drug dealers, giving further bragging rights.

Chalie Boy's verse takes a more aggressive tone, warning those who dare to cross him that they will get their "head cracked". He takes pride in his skills as a rapper, likening his rhymes to medicine for those who have been "blinded". Chalie Boy exudes confidence as he proclaims he is the "best the rest trash".

Tite's verse highlights his accomplishments and lifestyle, hinting at his riches and success with women. He also warns others that they don't want to mess with him, as they could end up in "life support". Coop gets more reflective in his verse, speaking about his desire for more money and a better life. He recognizes that hard work is necessary to achieve success and warns others not to tarnish his name.

Line by Line Meaning

Bitch I got my weight up, now my dues is paid up
I have worked hard to become successful and have paid all my debts.

It's niggaz falling off in this game, I'm trying to stay up
While some rappers are losing their popularity, I am trying to stay relevant and on top of my game.

I treat this shit just like George Girvin, it's a lay up
I find it easy to succeed in this industry, just like George Girvin made it look easy to score a basket.

You don't need no do's, cause my flows'll make you wake up
You don't need any performance-enhancing drugs because my lyrics and energy will keep you hyped up.

I'm the baker put the cake up, we real put the fake up
I am the one making the money, while others are faking their success.

If your broad rolling with us, she coming back with no make up
If a woman is hanging out with us, she doesn't need to wear makeup because she will have a great time and feel comfortable with us.

The game needed a shake up, so I'm here to get that paper
The music industry has been stagnant and needed someone to come in and shake things up, and I am here to do just that and make money while doing it.

Big Rob the Rhino, six-five earthquaker
I am a big, strong rapper who can make the ground shake with my presence.

Your friend of a friend said this, your friend of a friend said that
I am tired of people spreading rumors and talking behind my back through mutual friends.

Better tell your friend of a friend, that Chalie Boy said to back back
Rather than relying on hearsay, people should talk directly to me if they have a problem.

Before they get they head cracked, fucking with my bread stack
If someone messes with my money or income, they will regret it and possibly get hurt.

No need for no conversation, bitch cause I'ma did that
There is no point in talking because I have already taken care of business and am not interested in discussing it further.

Little relief soldier, military minded
I am a fighter and always ready for battle, like a soldier in the military.

Knock off your block and drop it, where your secretary find it
I will destroy my enemies and make sure everyone knows about it, even their secretary.

(that's thoed, I'll rewind it) pay attention you'll find it
That line was good, so I will repeat it, and you should pay attention to it.

Sickening how I be spitting, giving sight to the blinded
My performance is impressive and brings clarity to others who have been unable to see the truth.

Perfectly timed it, showing my ass
I have impeccable timing and am showing off how good I am.

Conscience clearer, but all these hating hoes in the past
I have a clear conscience, but I have dealt with many haters in the past.

Most boys want to walk, before they crawl
People want success before they have put in the hard work and effort to achieve it.

Man it's real in the field, everybody can't ball
The music industry is competitive, and not everyone can be successful.

Need that eye of the tiger, a heart that won't quit
To succeed, you need to have a determined attitude and never give up, like the eye of the tiger.

Ain't no question bout your blood, you a full bread pit
You come from a strong bloodline and have the characteristics of a pit bull, who are known for their strength and commitment.

Sit back relax my mind, over dranks and blunts
I like to unwind and relax with friends over drinks and marijuana.

Ghetto fab how I keep it, so that's how you receive it
I keep it real and true to my roots, and that is how others should perceive me.

Might not believe it, but nigga mo' money I need it
I might seem successful, but I still need more money to achieve my goals.

Tarnish my name, you got a nigga fucked up kids
If someone tries to damage my reputation, they will face the consequences and regret it.

Don't let your folks have to read about, the shit I did
Don't let your family read about my actions in the news, because they won't be happy with what they see.

You next to the DJ Bull, this how it go down
You are standing next to the DJ, and this is how the music is played and enjoyed.

Dirty South style, Dirty Third Records
Our music is authentic Southern style, and we represent Dirty Third Records.

Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: RENE STUART CAMPBELL, TERRY MCLEOD, TAPPS BANDAWE, LEE COLLIN BAILEY, STUART JAMES BAKER, THOMAS NICHOLAS BEASLEY, SAMUEL DAVID FOULKES, OLIVER CONSTANTINE GEORGIOU, JAMES VICTOR MACKENZIE, CHRISTOPHER JAMES MCKECKNEY, JAMES TERENCE MURRAY, MUSTAFA ARMAND

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