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I’m real, I keep it real
I don’t sugar coat nothing, I keep it real
Conscious Rasta up in here, you know the deal
Keep it real, or keep it moving
Making real lyrics, as I need improving
Selassie I kept it real
Made Ethiopia solid like iron steel
People say they have a tight circle
But me I have a triangle
If you’re lucky a square, 4-man team
Certified dreams, wanna get the cream
Be careful a lot of people out here trying to scheme
If I was born in the 60’s, I would have rolled with the black panthers
Humble servants in their communities, would have showed me the right answers
When you’re at the bottom of volcano, they see you burn
But when you’re at the top of the mountain, then the tables turn
They don’t want to see a Rasta trod and prosper
But I’m a conquer like the lion of Judah
They don’t like me because I tell the truth
My poetry is so conscious, I want to uplift the youths
I’ve always been real and that’s a fact
I can’t be fake; I feel that’s an act
So keep it simple, be honest and keep it real
Yeah yeah that’s the real deal.
