verse 1

I’m trying not to feel you but
you just brushed by
and if you dare to cross that line you know
my toes will step on fire

ohhh sizzle when its face on face
and skin on skin
i’m trying to keep you out and i’m trying to keep me in

bridge1

100 million eyes behind these walls
watching ya, hearing ya, knowning ya

chorus

keep me a secret, keep me out your arms
keep my kisses off your lipstick
stop me swallowing your charms
keep yourself a secret, lock up all your doors
i’ll keep you out of my dreams just you keep me out of yours

verse 2

i needn’t not to notice you but
you unwrap my eyes
and don’t let embraces linger try to keep our arms untied
see there you go again
you’re making me mad
cos i’m drawn to this danger ohhh
and its making me mad

bridge2

100 million reasons to ignore
wanting to be with you

bridge 2

100 million eyes behind these walls
watchin ya hearing ya knowing ya

chorus

all im asking
is for nothing
and if nothing is enough for you
ohh leave it i said keep me inside your head
under your breath

chorusx2

*Verse One*
You can?t fool me girl
I know you well
What?s on your mind
It ain?t hard to tell
Don?t leave me now
Don?t play wit? me
You think I?m blind
But baby I can see

*Bridge*
I saw your eyes
from across the room
You was checkin? me out
and I was scopin? you too
Don?t say I?m wrong (what)
Don?t batt those eyes
I?ma call your bluff
So baby tell me why

*Chorus*
Tell me standing here
(tell me baby am I gettin? on your nerves)
Baby keep it real
(why don?t you tell me how you feel)
Tell me what?s on your mind
(tell me am I wasting my time)
I gotta know, baby let me know

*Verse Two*
Could you have told me girl
Is that what I said
You can tell the truth
I?m all in your head
And what?s wrong wit? that
Are you ashamed of me?
You can fool your girls
But you can?t fool G

*Bridge*
I saw your eyes
from across the room
You was checkin? me out
I was scopin? you too
Oh I?ll turn and walk away
If you deny
But before I go
Could you tell me why

*Chorus*

[Timbaland]
Uh huh, uh huh
Uh, uh, uh uh
(oogie oogie overlaps)
Ginuwine


[Ginuwine – Verse One]
You can’t fool me girl
I know you well
What’s on your mind
It ain’t hard to tell
Don’t leave me now
Don’t play wit’ me
You think I’m blind
But baby I can see


I saw your eyes, from across the room
You was checkin’ me out, and I was scopin’ you too


Don’t say I’m wrong (what)
Don’t mind those eyes
I’ma call your bluff
So baby tell me why


[Ginuwine (Timbaland) – CHORUS]
Tell me standing here (tell me baby am I gettin’ on your nerves)
Baby keep it real (why don’t you tell me how you feel)
Tell me what’s on your mind (tell me am I wasting my time)
I gotta know, baby let me know
(repeat x2)


[Ginuwine – Verse Two]
Could you have told me girl
Is what I said
You can tell the truth
I’m all in your hand
And what’s wrong wit’ that
Are you ashamed of me?
You can fool your girls
But you can’t fool G


I saw your eyes, from across the room
You was checkin’ me out, I was scopin’ you too


Oh I’ll turn and walk away
If you deny (I)
But before I go
Could you tell me why


[Repeat CHORUS x2]


[Timbaland
Baby baby
Baby baby
What’s yo name
What’s yo name
How bout you
How bout you
Come play our game
Come play our game
It’s me and Ginuwine
It’s me and Ginuwine
A new day and time
A new day and time
C’mon baby
C’mon baby
Wha wah wha
Wha wah wha


[Repeat CHORUS x 3]

Huh cheer
Understand this right uh
How real is this cheers
Jon B. Coko Jigga
Uh huh understand what we tryin to do
(Keep it real love) Right right (Keep it real love)

Keep it real love [Always hook up] keep it realer than real
Keep uh uh keep it realer than real uh huh yeah right
(Always keep it real love) Right check it off
[You have got me stuck] (Ill hook you up, love) Keep it real (Ill
hook up right)
Keep it real, what (Ill hook you up, love) keep it realer than real
Keep it real, huh, uh, uh

Me and you been kickin it for some time
Shorty, you aint let me know whats on your mind
I remember when cheatin on my girl was once my steez
But the loves so good, you got me on my knees askin, “Please can we?”

Make love tonight, feel so right
Hold you tight, take my sweet time
To let you know how I am feeling for you
So tight, your love is right
Keeps me up, girl, all night
I love the way you hook me up, girl, will you

Always hook you up (You, baby, baby) if you keep it real
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real (Ill keep it real, baby)
You have got me stuck on how good it feels
It feels so good to me, my baby

Boy, you know Im sittin here outta my mind
Cause I never thought Id find someone to spend my time with
And the way youve opened up to me
Lets me know that youre the one for me, so tell me can we

Make love tonight, feel so right
Hold me tight, take my sweet time
Let me know how you feel, my love is real
So tight, your love is right
Keeps me up, boy, all night
I like the way you give it to me

Always hook you up if you keep it real
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real [Just keep it real]
You have got me stuck on how good it feels
It feels so good to me, my baby [Boy, it feels so good, baby]

Always hook you up if you keep it real
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real [Ooh…ooh…yeah…]
You have got me stuck on how good it feels [Hoo…]
It feels so good to me, my baby [Yeah…hey…yeah…]

Yo, realer than my late night creeps, you understand me
The genuine article, I cant fade sleep
Jay-Z, king of the one nights
I cant stay forever, love, I get it done right [Always hook you up]
And I shall return to sweat out your perm
Cutie, I would truly do damage to your dooby
Thats the deal, ma, thats the deal of the deal
I keep it real, what, I keep it realer than real, word to my life, Jigga

Always hook you up if you keep it real
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real
You have got me stuck on how good it feels
It feels so good to me, my baby [Ooh…ooh…ooh…]

Always hook you up if you keep it real (Im gonna) [You gotta] (Im
gonna)
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real [You gotta keep it real]
You have got me stuck on how good it feels
[Hey…hey…hey…hey…ey…hey…yeah…yeah…yeah…]
It feels so good [So good, baby] to me, my baby (Im gonna be real with
you, babe)

Always hook you up [Baby] if you keep it real [Keep it real,
yeah…yeah…]
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real (I want your love, baby)
You have got me stuck on how good it feels [How good it feels, baby,
yeah…]
It feels so good to me, my baby (Ooh) [Lets keep it real]

Always hook you up (Always hook me up now) if you keep it real
Your love, girl, Ill keep it real (Always hook always hook me up)

You can buy me diamonds
or lot’s of ice
you could buy me a benz
and not ask the Price
better yours than mine
I won’t take a dime
But if it’s comming out my pocket every thing is fine
We can spend the cash
And Ill let you flash
I’m too playa for dat there
So you can go ahead and pass
I like shinning too
even rhyming too
I got other female friends just as fine as you
I do things for you
you do things for me
I’m as real as real get’s and it’s plain to see
But first time a front
took you out to lunch
spent 50 on your food
you aint eat that much
you better ask you friends
I’ll smash some twins
I peep game from a distance
like a contact lenz
so let me swing your wheel
in your red seville
I put food on these tables
you can pay these bills


You triflinnnnn
Hoodrat roaching
Type of sistas
Were T.Y.P
Dem roaching hoes we always miss em’
we ballas
When times get hard
We need a woman to help us out
And never,
A girl like you who don’t know what a players about

Chorus:
Can you pay my cell phone bill
Put Baggets in my grill
Buy a house on a hill
Then maybe we can chill
if you can’t come through
then you gone get the boot


verse 2:

hold up
every thing was gravy
Till you started talking about them dollars
Trying to be another gangsta boo
But, Uh Imma make you holla holla
Like J-rule Imma act a fool
can’t get a dime from oweing me
Better ask my partner
That boy lil Marcus
Can’t get that F y b to the e
That’s J-five
we struggling to strive
Up in this thing for finner things
breaking up all these plots and schemes
can you put a bling bling up in my ring
That’s your best friend Im talking Baggets
If you really wanna uh keep it real
Baby I’ll drop half on the bills
But you need to chill and keep it real
And that’s 50/50 not 80/20
Tryin to stack my paper up real tall and long
Talking down on my name like Jenny jones
Blowing up my phone
cause Im ridding on chrome
better leave me alone
And get lil daddy to pay your bills
Cause you don’t know nown playa wit my skills
So you better chill and Keep it real

Can you pay my cell phone bill
Put Baggets in my grill
Buy a house on a hill
Then maybe we can chill
if you can’t come through
then you gone get the boot

Can you pay my cell phone bill
Put Baggets in my grill
Buy a house on a hill
Then maybe we can chill
if you can’t come through
then you gone get the boot

Can you pay my cell phone bill
Put Baggets in my grill
Buy a house on a hill
Then maybe we can chill
if you can’t come through
then you gone get the boot

Can you pay my cell phone bill
Put Baggets in my grill
Buy a house on a hill
Then maybe we can chill
if you can’t come through
then you gone get the boot

Gotta be right Gotta hold tight my baby
Cause you’re my lady you’re the one
Love just don’t happen overnight my honey
Let’s take out time baby
and make it right

Cause I want to love you (keep it real)
and I want to trust you (can you girl)
cause I really need you (can you keep it real with me)

My hearts been going around in circles looking for you
baby you’re the one
might take more than just a day or two
to make sure our love is true
this is what we need to do

Make sure the love is true (keep it real)
invest the time in you (can you girl)
cause my love is coming through (can you)
can you keep it real for me

gone tomorrow here today
these are all the games we play
baby keep it real

(Lil’ Rob)
Watch-Ah There’s a difference between fact and fiction
Pay close attention do more than Listen
Here what I’m telling you all these vatos be telling it
Claiming that they be having it
But really they anit having shit
Fuck all that bullshit that shit is kid shit
Keep talking shit bitch that’s what your skill is
Fools are ridiculous just don’t know when to quit
Can’t spit like I can spit straight up be Maculent
Talented handle it Simon eh had my man that did
Feel so cold leave you frozen stiff like a manikin
Crazy like the bay that they named after a pelican
From pellet guns to Simi autos to automatic guns
To having funs to having funs to having fun in Cali sun
I love convertibles dog I had to have me one
You might know me from cruising around in my Cadillac
To pumps in the trunk the batteries on rack flip the switch on my lap

(Lil’ Rob)(Chorus)(2x)
Keeping it real got the skills to pay the bills esse
A lot of you vatos out there don’t know how it feels to keep it real esse
I do what I do when I do it
I’m keeping it real when I do it
Unlike you did, everything you did was stupid.

(Lil’ Rob)
A lot of you vatos take a long time to bust a rhyme and ta
It be your drawing board and take some more time for real
Homeboy I never heard nothing weak
Can’t believe that bullshit that be coming out the speaker
Its like who heard you and told you that you were good!
They lied to you, you can’t rap but they said you could why?
What they do that, look what they done did made that shit talk
And beyond, fucking dumb kid I know where I’m from
I know what I’ve done I know what it takes to be number one
You vatos cross the line all the time dropping the dime
Your questioning I’m answering before your asking it
I know what I said whatever I said home boy I’m backing it
Backing lid, well you’re a lying fucking sack of shit
Chronic shit? Got a fluffy giant sack of it
It’s no accident when I’m packing it relaxing it kicking back and shit
I loss my mind I loss the time where’d it go
and but I go and lost track of it

(Chorus)

(Lil’ Rob)
San Diego city I was brought up in
Home of Donovan car hoping and bum dropping
I’m getting numbers while I’m dragging bumpers
Scraping it up Juice I think I’ve got more than enough
In fact I think I got a little too much but never enough
Living life so rough and so tough I pick up the mic
Saves Que? I’m sick on the mic I’m sic on the mic
Your sounding like a bitch on the mic
I’m sick of my life but still kick the shit that you like
Just probably get a six-pack and kick it tonight
I’m tripping tonight feel straight up like picking a fight
Get wickie wicked tonight drug driven tonight
I’m going out of my headlight like little Anthony
Backing me days when he had tears on his pillow
Weeping like a willow it’s Lil’ Rob esse breaking it down
Gangster rolling no more mistaking the sound no mistakes are allowed

(Chorus)

Verse One: Phife Dawg

Aiyyo swing swing swing, to chop chop chop
Yo that’s the sound when MC’s get mopped
Don’t come around town without the hip in your hop
Cause when the shit hits the fan, that ass’ll get dropped
MC’s wanna attack me but them punks can’t cope
I’ll have you left without a job, like Isley from The Love Boat
So money watch your mouth, or I might have to bust ya
Battlin MC’s, from JFK to Russia
Back down to London, Sweden and Brazil
Do a U.S. tour for three months and then a chill
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney
People love the Dawg like the kids love Barney
“I love you, you love me”
The shorty Phife Dawg is your favorite MC
So move back yaself dread, you know the element
The Tribe is good for your health like a can of Nutriment
MC’s don’t have no winds, MC’s don’t have no winds
I flips you crazier than a busload of Jerry’s Kids
Your crew don’t want it, man your crew don’t want it
But if you feel you can swing it, then money please bring it
(sup) Large Professor in the house (sup)
(sup) You know how we do (sup)
(sup) I stay on your crew (sup)
(whassup) like Mario Lemieux (whassup)
(Whassup?) Peace to Ike Love
(Sup? Hah hah) and the rest of the crew (Whassup?)
(Whassup?) I meet you guys in front the cleaners
Bring the blunts and the brew so

Verse Two: Q-Tip

Whassup kids? The Ab is speaking from the moon
Thanks for your support, aiyyo I’ll be home soon
But the only thing I ask when I return from my task
Is a whole bunch of beats and a Blass full of ass
My fist stands firm because I’m, black and solid
I open up your pores like a plate full of collards
C’mon take it easy wouldya, easy easy
I’m up in the gulley, that’s when I am her Buddy
She told me pull her hair, I did, it drove her nutty
Filled up the hole like spackle or I mean putty
When we over joints like this we never cruddy
Extra P hooked the beat, and kids it feels luh-huh-ovely
Check it out, cause my conception is immaculate
A bachelor, lookin for a bachlelorette
Back to you MC’s, this is what your gonna get
A first degree burn from my man Ken’s cigarette
I hope you like Malboro, Paul you know we thorough like Denver
The beat feels like a never-ender
But all things good must, so I won’t sweat it
Drop the C’s for the youthful crew, I hope you get it
As I stand, grip this mic inside my hand
Boy I smack you up, like I was your old grand
so respect yourself Son, and come and gimme love
Once again the Ab is who you think of
So chill with the beef money, we got a Jetti

Verse Three: Extra P (Large Professor)

It’s Extra P and yo Tip I’m bout to set it
on the country once again here to win
I’m Uptown chillin, takin in this grand master Vic blend
from the projects, the PJ’s, fuck them two DJ’s
Self mission, I had her in the ill position
Saying “Large youse the soul brother that I’d like to
eff with for the rest of my life” yeah yeah now check the method
As I, proceed with what you need like Akinyele
A whip looks complete when the tires say Firelli
Funk monkey, one rapper fell off, now he’s a junkie
There’s 8 Million Stories in the city it’s a pity
Don’t fuck with the skins if she’s trying to act shitty
Shout to the Guru, Primo and Zulu Zulu
Nation, was on a vacation, in the ghetto
Yo Ras slow your roll I’m bout to bag this here’s metal
Rapper Nas on topic, seems we gonna rock it
Queens represent, buy the album when I drop it (drop it)

When it’s time to get down
To reach out or to make it
Follow your instincts
Don’t let your brain take it
Simple as that, first gotta walk
It don’t take long it only takes time

Search inside, now you see the light, it ain’t complicated
It’s just the rythym of life
Fly away and take off
Fly away and keep it simple.

No te confundas por las compliciones
Com calma navegas por un mar de decisiones
y ahora puedes ver que todo lo escencial
No siempre tiene que ser lo material
‘Cause there’s always a situation that requires the elevation
of the mind, the body and the soul
No break it down and don’t lose control
You gotta take it in anf keep it goin’ on but keep it simple.

A la hora de bregar de componer o resolver
no te compliques la vida mas de lo que es
La alternativa simple esa la que brega
de todos es siempre la mejor manera
Sigue tu instincto el te va guiar
y no te sientas mal si nadie piensa igual
Porque al final tu lo vas a notar
Tu siempre sabes de donde vienes y pa’donde vas
so keep it simple

Keep it simple…

[sinister laughter]

Oh y’all niggas killer now, oh word?
Catch you comin out your fuckin crib nigga
Yeah, catch a fuckin bullet nigga

[Prodigy]
Ayo, I break bread, ribs, hundred dollar bills
Peel on the Cotties and other four wheels
Write a book full of medicine and generate mills
Tour the album, only for more sales
We used to catch those on the block with crills
Now it’s paid shows, promoters post up bills
Sign dems only if the math is real
If you can’t match numbers then you can’t have the Head Nigga In Charge
And shit, live nigga rhymes artist
Pardon, P dub shines regardless
Remorseless, haunt niggas like poltergeists
My advice, ‘fore you get like that, is think twice
‘fore you move on it, put jewels on it, who want it
Loose niggas make the news when we start formin’
Snatch stripes off a nigga’s uniform often
Doin it past yo’ delf you way out your jurisdiction
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
I don’t fuck around dunny, this move’s real
I Keep It Thoro nigga

Yo let me back up for ’em, lemme back up, yo, yo
Why niggas bullshit on the grill
I don’t fuck around dunny, this move’s real
I gave birth to your whole style and feel
How do it feel, to hold my dick in public
Cock blower, duplicate rap cloner
It’s me and you do it live on stage for dolo
I smack niggas like you, smash niggas by the tools
Grab niggas by the throat, show ‘n’ prove
Rhymes cocky, crazy ill, mad rowdy
Did a buck off of my shit and wrapped your outtie
Tempermental, I snap quick, very touchy
Ayo my attitude is all fucked up and real shitty
I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me
You feel different, niggas see me
I throw a TV at you crazy, bitches say P you crazy
A +Pain in Da Ass+, nah but +Fuck you, Pay me+
I’m no shorty, nigga I stop your glory
I’m a thorough street nigga for real, you just applaud me
Avoid P, man take your baby mom’s advice
I’m nothing sweet, ill with the guns, you pay the price
When you see me in the streets soldier, salute me
You just a groupie, oh you gangsta, then shoot me
Who gives a fuck really, I miss my nigga Twin, kill me
So I can join the rest of my falls, up in the heavens
You rap niggas make me laugh, y’all crazy ass
And I don’t give a fuck what you sold, that shit is trash
Bang this, cuz I gurantee that you bought it
Heavy airplay all day wit no chorus
I Keep It Thoro nigga…