Keep It Street Songtext
von Chubb Rock
Keep It Street Songtext
Yo, keep it in the street, let the groove stay rough
Rougher than rough, ignorance is enough
On the media tips so that the reader must grip
On reality, don′t let 'em gas up your mentality
This style started from the essence
Not the magazine, Maybelline cold cream, afro sheen tip
Comin′ deep into the soul cause I mean it
Disciples of pop want to redeem it, nope
I don't know why, why is that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Continue, you′re just gonna fall in the
Midst of a hip-hop blitz with a trip
Back to the batter to the glattest of the pitter
Watch me rid-a, all
Type of TV screens, movie-type scenes
Just like blues, hip-hop paid dues
Dues can be recouped if you act souped
Makin′ pop beats so keep it street
Block party, 1981
People havin' fun, no one with a gun
No ducats, you′re payin' nothin′ at the gate
You escape to the sounds of a Cold Crush tape
In your back pocket, rappers always clocked it
Jump on the realistic mic then rock it
No clock don't stop until mother nature says
No conflict between usual knuckleheads
That didn′t affect the morale of the crowd
Just those kids pumped the set up loud
Nowadays, our appearance is a big part of it
Everybody wants a Mr. T Starter Kit
Hip-hop has always been you have a beef with
Another man, step to him, and throw your hands
Come back and dance to the rhythm of a James Brown beat
And keep it street
In 1990 you will get another treat
That's harder than concrete, unique, don't compete
Lyrical format, uses a rap as a doormat
You shoulda come sooner if you wanted to kick a rumor
Never try to jest unless you like your flesh
All scarred, ripped and done hard
′Cause kid you don′t realize that in my part of town
You'll get killed if you wanna act a clown
Grab your heart, play your part and pledge allegiance
School′s in, so let's begin your first regions
Open your book, here′s a number two pencil
Feel the vibe of a chump instrumental
No pop tunes, only rough street beats
You can sample but snag a Mick Jagger
I'll stay with my crates and make dope beats
And I′ll keep it, definitely keep it street
Peace
Rougher than rough, ignorance is enough
On the media tips so that the reader must grip
On reality, don′t let 'em gas up your mentality
This style started from the essence
Not the magazine, Maybelline cold cream, afro sheen tip
Comin′ deep into the soul cause I mean it
Disciples of pop want to redeem it, nope
I don't know why, why is that?
Why must I chase the cat?
Nothin' but the dog in me
Continue, you′re just gonna fall in the
Midst of a hip-hop blitz with a trip
Back to the batter to the glattest of the pitter
Watch me rid-a, all
Type of TV screens, movie-type scenes
Just like blues, hip-hop paid dues
Dues can be recouped if you act souped
Makin′ pop beats so keep it street
Block party, 1981
People havin' fun, no one with a gun
No ducats, you′re payin' nothin′ at the gate
You escape to the sounds of a Cold Crush tape
In your back pocket, rappers always clocked it
Jump on the realistic mic then rock it
No clock don't stop until mother nature says
No conflict between usual knuckleheads
That didn′t affect the morale of the crowd
Just those kids pumped the set up loud
Nowadays, our appearance is a big part of it
Everybody wants a Mr. T Starter Kit
Hip-hop has always been you have a beef with
Another man, step to him, and throw your hands
Come back and dance to the rhythm of a James Brown beat
And keep it street
In 1990 you will get another treat
That's harder than concrete, unique, don't compete
Lyrical format, uses a rap as a doormat
You shoulda come sooner if you wanted to kick a rumor
Never try to jest unless you like your flesh
All scarred, ripped and done hard
′Cause kid you don′t realize that in my part of town
You'll get killed if you wanna act a clown
Grab your heart, play your part and pledge allegiance
School′s in, so let's begin your first regions
Open your book, here′s a number two pencil
Feel the vibe of a chump instrumental
No pop tunes, only rough street beats
You can sample but snag a Mick Jagger
I'll stay with my crates and make dope beats
And I′ll keep it, definitely keep it street
Peace
Writer(s): Michael Ian Oliviere, Howard Thompson, Richard Simpson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

