Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep It Coming Real, artist - Mr. Knightowl
Date of issue: 14.07.2011
Song language: English
Keep It Coming Real |
Playas, know what I’m sayin |
We got some thing for you hatas |
And yall can fuck wit us baby |
And chupa mi verga |
I’m ever lastin outcastin |
You bitches in this game |
For the past 21 years |
It’s been to late for me to change |
I’m not even knowin where I’m goin |
When I’m hoppin up on my mission |
But I’m brakin you bitches and you hoes |
For makin for sure you payin attention |
Cause hoes be the gators |
Turnin my niggas into hatas |
When a push comes down to shove |
Bitch I’m gonna holla at you later |
Cause I ain’t got no time to be under pressure |
With this strap wraped around my waist |
This Smith and Wesson |
That’ll teach you niggas a lesson |
Stressin you bitches out with |
A fuckin murder 187 |
Tap that ass with a 45 |
Sendin you on your way to heaven |
Even 211's gotta seem tradgic |
Puttin them bastards up in the plastic |
Livin in the darkness cause I’m heartless |
Leavin you niggas up in a casket |
Boy (?) those 6's on your ass |
Say who? |
Knigtowl and Skrilla |
With Big Red comin down with a gun |
It’s blast blast |
Never gave a fuck about these hoes |
That’s on my dick |
Gotta brake em off one time |
With the real red bump |
No rears we tryin to kiss |
We be some playas and hustlas |
And we do just what we feel |
And we gon keep it comin real |
Now I be the one with the clip on trip |
Mothafuckas try to battle |
But they all gon slip |
You can not fuckin handle this vandle |
I’m bringin scandles |
It’ll be your life that I’ma take |
I’m showin you how it be done |
I got you mothafuckin bitches like DMC |
On the run |
I be the one that be doin them things |
Got money lot’s of diamond rings |
All you mothafuckas know the way |
Chris Gun sings |
There’s lots of fuckin envy |
A lot of putos getting jealous |
How can a white boy like you |
Rock some accopellas |
But you’re the fuckin dopest |
Leavin all them bitches hopeless |
They better focus |
And take a look at where the scope is |
Cause mothafuckas like you panic |
That say that I’m satanic |
You best learn don’t fuck around |
With this hispanic |
My lyrics be the bomba |
Much love to fuckin Sombra |
We had a fuckin fall out |
Had to let that fuckin shit |
We bang the same hood homes |
It oughta be all good homes |
Together we unstoppable |
Like I and Slush untouchable |
We keep it comin as hustlas |
Hienas coteplatin to fuck us |
But you just can’t touch us killas |
And figgas only amongst us |
Bringin the rudkus that corrputs |
Me inside my military mind |
With my artillery right behind |
In cars are mine then come reply |
When I resight all my sentences |
The world is my nemises |
Shall prevail to be number 1 |
Just like genises |
I just don’t walk in I make entrences |
Hoes expected dick |
Get possesed like the Exorsist |
When their faced with this |
Cause I’ll fuck em so good |
Make a dyke turn straight |
Money in the mob pit |
Like I’m pushen some weight |
Put my power to brake |
I can’t take it I’m just given in |
Screamin fuck these crooked cops |
And the world we livin in |
Sinnin there ain’t no winnin |
Unless we all hustle |
The white man heard of watchin us buckle |
And killin each other |
Challenge me my infantry shall prevail |
My army’s full of Kamakazis |
That’s ready for hell |
We shall prevail |