Testo Stay Real - Erick Sermon
Testo della canzone Stay Real (Erick Sermon), tratta dall'album No Pressure
It's on, breakin' one-two mic checkin', flexin'
No half steppin', when I release the funky weapon like
Ricochet, ping-ping-ping
I make the fans feel it, even when I sing
The Green Eyed Bandit comin' funky with the tune
Yes, I'm blowin' up (Word 'em up) like Tom Berenger in Platoon
I'm playin' kinda rough like Zapp (Word), rap, and double back-smack
To all the crossover rats, black (Word)
Who ain't down with the format
When you should be wearin' khakis, and not dress slacks
That's wack (Word), you trippin', you better
Wake up and smell the coffee (Yeah, yeah)
And then back up off me (Word 'em up)
I'm serious, I can't believe some people
Let and front this pen, and then compare them equal
Boy, you must be buggin', you're lucky
You don't catch the slug in the chest
And from my Smith & Wesson (Word)
Change the outlet, change the cover of the book
You hip-hop crook, and give back what you took (Yeah, yeah)
It's the funk comin' at ya (At ya)
So don't let the crossover catch ya, boy, stay real
You better wake up and smell the coffee
Stay real
You better wake up
It's on again (Yeah), yeah, about the fake hip-hop trend
For those who can't comprehend, just
Ask your friends (Ask your friend)
They know, the real deal of rap music (Word)
You're frontin', you can't be talkin'
Loud and sayin' nothin' (Yeah, yeah)
You must be true to the game, you understand?
'Cause if not, I couldn't do you, man
For bein' false (Word), plus extra fake on the tape
Talkin' hardcore when you're soft like a piece of cake (Word 'em up)
You can't put nothin' past me that's horrendous (Yeah)
'Cause I've been here, since Strictly Business
The era of Eric B. and Rakim, Big, Public Enemy
Run-DMC, Whodini, and Beastie, Stetsa
Fresh Prince and Jazzy Jeff
LL when he was rockin' bells
Sucker, which fake MC is rearrangin' the structure? (Uh)
Ban the motherfucker
And don't let this happen again
Because that can be gone with the wind, so stay real (Word)
You better wake up and smell the coffee
Stay real
The funk come with us, affection
Yes, I'm back (Word), black, for those who might be confused or lost
And don't wanna pay the cost
Of an MC hardcore style type of human being
On the microphone when I be emceein'
Some fake the funk and Main Source know it (Word)
How do I know? Because MTV shows it (Yeah, yeah)
Clowns that should be beat down on the spot
And catchin' nothin' but speed knots, they bomboclaats
I insist, we veto, all fake MCs
And wannabes that's worse than the AIDS disease
So wake up, like a Spike Lee joint
And don't be a knucklehead, get to the point (Word 'em up)
With the funk, and pump up the volume
Make the wild tune, to make the party boom
Peace to Redman, the rap Funkadelic
The only MC that's compared to Eric, because I'm real
You better wake up and smell the coffee
Stay real
You better wake up
Peace to Ali
Def Squad
The 1990s
And the '80s
Word
To the fuckin' year 2000
And 3000
Word up
Credits
Writer(s): Erick S. Sermon, Larry Troutman, Roger Troutman
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