Keep It Real
Miilkbone Lyrics


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I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks
And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops
You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver
The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver
I play the DL and watch the outskirts
I write an I'll verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt
I go to' place and rap to groovy breaks
Popping in the fuji tape and watch all the moves we make
We're getting open until we're choking
I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's
Smoking
I generate the girls, good night, I spread the hood life
My lyrics and my style don't match what I look like
You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging
I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin
Straight from Jersey doing just what I feel
Steal a meal, I'm the druggie that deal but keep it real

We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)
We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)

My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps
Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once
To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back
To battle miilk I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack
See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with
Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips
I wake up every morning and I always wonder why
Peeps are ODed treat my streets like a slumber
This ain't a vacation spot so go claim your Glock
So many names with spray cans we can paint the blocks
I dream tough, I never chill with no creeper with no cream puff
Hang the sporty kid at bottom of my saggy jeans cuffed
I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks
My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks
So back up off it, you fags had to forfeit
I wet so many heads they call my crew Farrah Fawcett
Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel
I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real

We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)
We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)

We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)
We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)

It's no illusion, I'm grooving, the L got my brain moving
The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement
The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun
Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from
I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts
They got rusty lungs from smoking dusty blunts
They puff like pros so call em ashtray mouths
Cause there was a halfway house and this is my last day out
So I'mma catch wreck, knock off your headset
Bullet holes in five-o will make the the funny feds sweat
I'm from' AKA The Violent Village
Dirty Delaney is where I be illin
My tiny town is thumbs down
Finger tips are splitting blunts
Competition walks away, fixin' fronts
I bully break beats and dominate my I'll fate
Lampin' on the milk crate until late it feels great

We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)
We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)

We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)




We were beginners in the hood and my mentality
Is keeping it real, packing steel, getting high (keep it real)

Overall Meaning

In Miilkbone's song Keep It Real, the artist talks about his perspective on the rap industry and how he is not interested in glorifying violence and guns in his lyrics. He starts off by stating that he doesn't talk about guns and violence, which is a common theme in many rap songs. Instead, he focuses on his experience in the "deep" part of town, where he has to be cautious to survive. He likens himself to a "kooky corner conniver" that keeps the streets alive. He then explains his approach to writing verses, which involves avoiding shouting words and instead rapping to a groovy beat with his crew.


Miilkbone continues with his reflection on his lifestyle, which is fast-paced and involves smoking weed. However, he makes it clear that he doesn't do heroin or any other hard drugs, as he wants to keep a level head and focus on his craft. He talks about how he's been in the rap game for a long time and that he's been "rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips". He criticizes people who treat the streets like a "vacation spot" and encourages them to put down their guns and spray cans to make a difference in their communities. He ends the song by emphasizing his resolve to keep it real and not compromise his integrity for the sake of fame.


Line by Line Meaning

I ain't about to sit back and talk about gats and Glocks And busting caps on blocks, cracking on practice cops
I am not interested in discussing violence and guns or disrespecting the police.


You couldn't handle when I'm deep like a diver The kooky corner conniver keeps my streets liver
You wouldn't be able to handle my deep thoughts or my strange but creative ideas that keep my neighborhood lively.


I play the DL and watch the outskirts I write an I'll verse and never shout words that make makes my mouth hurt
I keep a low profile and observe the edges of the scene. I write intelligent verses and never use offensive language.


I go to' place and rap to groovy breaks Popping in the fuji tape and watch all the moves we make
I go to parties and rap over funky beats. I enjoy listening to music tapes and watching people dance.


We're getting open until we're choking I feel over in the goodie goodie, the woodies are swinging while he's Smoking
We are partying so hard that we almost can't handle it anymore. I fall down while dancing to the upbeat music while my friends smoke weed.


I generate the girls, good night, I spread the hood life My lyrics and my style don't match what I look like
I attract girls and spread the word about the neighborhood. My appearance doesn't match my unique style and lyrics.


You know not to pass judgement, my ass ain't budging I kill a fast dozen of your family and do your last cousin
You shouldn't judge me because I'm not going to change who I am. I have the ability to harm your family if necessary.


My lifestyle's fast lane without speed bumps or rolling tree stumps Given free blunts, I only had to smoke weed once
I live a fast-paced life without obstacles or problems. I was only given a single free blunt and tried weed only once.


To rap while I puff that and chill as I bust back To battle miilk I love rap to beat me I don't puff crack
I rap while smoking weed and remain calm as I respond to any challenge. I love rap music and don't use crack despite being challenged about it.


See I'm the dopest that you don't wanna smoke with Been rhyming since the days of puffing joints out the roach clips
I am the best rapper that you don't want to be associated with. I have been rapping since the days of smoking joints down to the roach.


I keep the power to speak, I ain't a flower for freaks My dirt's deep, I even go without a shower for weeks
I have the ability to speak out and express myself, and I am not weak or vulnerable. I have a lot of negative experiences and can go for weeks without showering.


Sprinkle over here there whenever I feel I'm no beginner or winner but my deal will keep it real
I move around freely and do what I want. I am not inexperienced or successful, but I will always stay true to myself and my values.


The pain soothing and my crew got the same movement The boom's like the moon on the run from the Sun
The pain is calming and my friends have the same lifestyle. The beat is like the moon escaping from the sun's heat.


Stay spark in the dark daily where we come from I'm cool with the careless kids who rock crusty fronts
We keep our spirits up, even in difficult situations where we live. I get along with the reckless youth who wear worn-out clothes.


Competition walks away, fixin' fronts I bully break beats and dominate my I'll fate
Other rappers give up when I challenge them, fixing their clothes out of defeat. I control and overpower the rhythm of the music and my destiny.


Lampin' on the milk crate until late it feels great
I relax and hang out on a milk crate until it's late at night, and it feels wonderful.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: SIMON HOWDEN, CALVIN SCOTT, JARROD FARIA, TIOPIRA MCDOWELL

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@cheikhndyai

Interesting. Why so much hate? When this came out a lot of "real headz" felt this song.

I don't really hear exact copying of Treach. I'm not even a big lover of Milkbone, but comments seem off imo.

More sounding like Rakim but everyone copied him and then Nas who copied Rakim. Would you diss AZ because he sounds similar to Nas?

Imitation (see: sampling) is one of the most common things in hip-hop. Jay-Z was a carbon copy of Big Daddy Kane when he first started.

Sometimes that doesn't work. Were you around when this song came out? I am a DJ and was on college radio and hip-hop DJ's on the station put this track in their rotation so clearly they didn't think it was wack.



All comments from YouTube:

@YouKnowItsMatt

This instrumental is more famous than Miilkbones whole career

@Vcent1337

I love Miilkbone, but fuck me that's true

@corvdj

Matt Marvin sad but true indeed lol

@edwardgonzalez3860

😂

@cc-tz6kq

He still killed the beat though. The dopest white emcee prior Eminem

@ryensolar4000

Dᴏᴘᴀᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴏᴛᴍɪᴄ: And he STILL is better than Eninem

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@TheUGhiphop

The flow. The beat. The clothing. The graffiti. The realness.

@MrEnjoyBeats

TheUGhiphop I know right, noddin my head on this forever. People keep saying go listen to Logic/Joey Badass and shit but none of those guys can recreate that 90s vibe.

@JS_GOTI

They aren't trying to recreate it. They are simply extending its life.

@MrEnjoyBeats

Just Some Guy On The Internet Then people should stop saying they're recreating the 90s vibe.

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