Undergods, Urban Rose - Gotta Be Real lyrics
[Undergods, Urban Rose - Gotta Be Real lyrics]
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
You got too much mouth and not enough action
We still possess skills to
Spit them hot classics
And to whoever, you'll never
The new two man crew weather
Trapped in a lyrical labyrinth
You don't understand, keep listening
It will all make sense
Our algorithms to the rhythms
Make rappers look smaller
Than micro-organisms
Masters of the Ceremony any territory
Microbial terraforming, UnderGods farming
For the first time in my life
I had to take a step back
Rewind tracks and listen to the raps
No directions, no interruptions
Spit substance i'm nobodies spit puppet
I say what I want you take
What you want from it
Just move beyond your differences
Don't run from it
Two of the sharpest who ever done it
Show you why they love it
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
Me and Bis started niggas wanting to rhyme
So regardless of whether the
Undergods gonna rise
Grandma said let them keep talking as
They long as they saying something
Cos if they stop talking then you'll worry
I know you love it
I don't know why you're flirting
Why don't your bitch ass go
Get a facelift or something
In the land of haters and pathological liars
We give expressions to your greatest desires
The body of an old man, the heart of Conan
Smooth little motherfuckers dancing
To slow jams gotta keep it real
Gotta make the record how we feel
We don't give a fuck about a deal
Hip Hop nostalgic give you fibromyalgic
Canibus, Keith Murray, any one of our albums
Tracks by the thousands for the
Undergod album and counting
The beat has something familiar about it
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
Aiyo, I give you what I can
Cos it's just in my nature
But stop begging, it will make people hate ya
The world's too big, information's too vast
Don't let your future fuck up cos
Of things in your past
It took so long to get here, upon our arrival
Turned into a heart warming story of survival
Instead of tryna hate on everybody else
Look in the mirror nigga and hate on yourself
I look at myself
Nowhere else for me to look at
When you gonna start looking at
Where we took rap heartfelt, my heart melt
We are as incomplete as gold delve in
The corner of a dark cell
Even over beats like this we
Spit hard as Hell
To them sellout emcees with burned out skills
When we rhyme like this
You can hardly dismiss
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
You got too much mouth and not enough action
We still possess skills to
Spit them hot classics
And to whoever, you'll never
The new two man crew weather
Trapped in a lyrical labyrinth
You don't understand, keep listening
It will all make sense
Our algorithms to the rhythms
Make rappers look smaller
Than micro-organisms
Masters of the Ceremony any territory
Microbial terraforming, UnderGods farming
For the first time in my life
I had to take a step back
Rewind tracks and listen to the raps
No directions, no interruptions
Spit substance i'm nobodies spit puppet
I say what I want you take
What you want from it
Just move beyond your differences
Don't run from it
Two of the sharpest who ever done it
Show you why they love it
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
Me and Bis started niggas wanting to rhyme
So regardless of whether the
Undergods gonna rise
Grandma said let them keep talking as
They long as they saying something
Cos if they stop talking then you'll worry
I know you love it
I don't know why you're flirting
Why don't your bitch ass go
Get a facelift or something
In the land of haters and pathological liars
We give expressions to your greatest desires
The body of an old man, the heart of Conan
Smooth little motherfuckers dancing
To slow jams gotta keep it real
Gotta make the record how we feel
We don't give a fuck about a deal
Hip Hop nostalgic give you fibromyalgic
Canibus, Keith Murray, any one of our albums
Tracks by the thousands for the
Undergod album and counting
The beat has something familiar about it
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
I just gotta be real, I just gotta be real
Aiyo, I give you what I can
Cos it's just in my nature
But stop begging, it will make people hate ya
The world's too big, information's too vast
Don't let your future fuck up cos
Of things in your past
It took so long to get here, upon our arrival
Turned into a heart warming story of survival
Instead of tryna hate on everybody else
Look in the mirror nigga and hate on yourself
I look at myself
Nowhere else for me to look at
When you gonna start looking at
Where we took rap heartfelt, my heart melt
We are as incomplete as gold delve in
The corner of a dark cell
Even over beats like this we
Spit hard as Hell
To them sellout emcees with burned out skills
When we rhyme like this
You can hardly dismiss