Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Real Honest , by - Serengeti. Song from the album Dirty Flamingo, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 12.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: F5
Song language: English
Real Honest |
| Keep smiling, stay styling |
| Stay gold, not even cold |
| Hot enough to melt the mould |
| It’s ultra fresh |
| Sharp as British bayonets |
| We don’t need no nets |
| Just come correct |
| It’s real honest |
| Straight up I promise |
| I’m astonished |
| Asteroids and frozen comets |
| It’s not garnished |
| Rap sizzle, go for the gusto |
| Don’t let go, what you think? |
| The brink is our decision to motivate |
| Like I was chilling in my skivvies |
| The boys are back in town like Thin Lizzy |
| Who the hell is he? |
| Apache gunman, desperado |
| Are you mulato? |
| A foot on the throttle |
| Come home and hit the bottle |
| Like yeah, this is good |
| This is how it really should be |
| Kiss who you wish |
| Think about how much fun and excitement |
| It’s gonna be, it’s like go nuts |
| What, no time to be |
| Door shut, it’s okay, that’s enough |
| And here’s a |
| Ride your magic thing to the moon |
| Consume the stars |
| Evaporate the |
| Cause you got it, you owe it to yourself |
| You owe it to us |
| So let’s go nuts, let’s go crazy |
| You owe it to me |
| You owe it to yourself |
| You owe it to us |
| You owe it to yourself |
| You owe it to us |
| Circle by the fence like us |
| Free to roam |
| But locked in our brains |
| It’s such a shame |
| The smartest animals should be on higher plains |
| Instead we only play games and deal with guns |
| Especially as Buddhist Americans |
| Fake rap, pass that |
| Let me hit that |
| Let me do my thing with a broken wing |
| Cause we all sing, we all tell rhyme |
| We all in our prime |
| We all part of design |
| This is hip-hop |
| States, just in case |
| For Pete’s sake, the great lakes |
| The stargates to the moon |
| To the roof like straight |
| Cantaloupe,, the iron suit |
| Until it fold, don’t fit the mould |
| Until it’s go, totem pole, the black hole |
| We all spin, hold me down again, bla bla |
| We’re the author, where the style |
| Wow to the now, my file, my raps and these tracks |
| Samples and hi-hats, like that |
| Wrap around, turn and twist, how about a kiss? |
| This is great, this is trouble, this is subtle |
| This is, it’s all three, just us |
| It’s just us, it’s just us, it’s just us |
| We are free, it’s just us |
| Circle by the fence like us |
| Free to roam |
| But locked in our brains |
| It’s such a shame |
| The smartest animals should be on higher plains |
| Instead we only play games and deal with guns |
| Especially as Buddhist Americans |