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Rap Game (Studio Version)

It's Hispana, 2015
DJ Phat
This is Mexico
 
Understand, kid, this isn't a game
A word can kill or lift up a people
You and your friends are scavenger dogs
Without any passion and a fondness for money
Go to hell! Bitter people and my bitter rap
You'll see how without touching you your jersey blows up
Suffocating rhythm, me you shoot to kill
My style is animal I've got fangs and claws
 
You're gonna twist yourself up
When you realize there's no plague you spread over this fertile land
I'm that pain echoing in your temples1
Spit me out, I come back as thousands more
You're fragile, I'm going to break you
And without touching you it's sure gonna burn you
Nobody is nobody here, idiot, you get it?
Cover up, this is rap for my people
 
When she wants to talk my judgment gets clouded
My brows are furrowed and my teeth are bared
She wants to and can't 'cause something's burning her up
Stop fucking around, get to it and represent
Hello Juan, I'm bile, an acid drink
The pure rot playing in your neighborhood
This is Mexican rap, cream of the crop cooking
Teach your children, warn your brothers
 
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (yeah, yeah, rap, rap game, game)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (yeah, game, game, game, from Mexico)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (Sexy homies in the house)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rap game
 
How hypocritical you look smiling at me like that
As if I don't know what you say about me
Maybe it's true what they say out there
What you lack the most is what you boast the most
You can't knock me down 'cause here there aren't any steps
If that's what they told you, sweetie you're getting played
'Cause there are no riches nor gold nor queens nor timetable
For whatever rolls off my lips
 
I stay patient, serene, tranquil
Tasting the venom of my saliva
You run, girl, I'm in no hurry
So boring and so insipid
Proof of the saber that lies in my tongue
Be it witchcraft or secret technique
DJ Phat plays the good shit
Open up on one side 'cause this will burn you
 
It goes for us and ours, for family
The sacrifice, what motivates you
Bend over baby if your ego rears you up
If you hate the routine and I'll lift you up
Lie down, roll around in this ivy
Poison ivy that gives you allergies
Scratch yourself if something's bothering you
'Cause this isn't a game, it's hip hop foreva
 
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (Rap, rap, game, game, game)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (Yeah, yeah, yeah, rap, rap)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (D-D-D-DJ Phat)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (Rap, rap, game, game)
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, what)
 
Rap, rap game, rap, rap game, rap, rap, rap game (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Rap game
 

• 1. As in the temple of your forehead, not as in a religious building

Rap Game

Understand, kid, this isn't a game
A word can kill or lift up a people
You and your friends are scavenger dogs
Without any passion and a fondness for money
Go to hell! Bitter people and my bitter rap
You'll see how without touching you your jersey blows up
Suffocating rhythm, me you shoot to kill
My style is animal I've got fangs and claws
 
You're gonna twist yourself up
When you realize there's no plague you spread over this fertile land
I'm that pain echoing in your temples1
Spit me out, I come back as thousands more
You're fragile, I'm going to break you
And without touching you it's sure gonna burn you
Nobody is nobody here, idiot, you get it?
Cover up, this is rap for my people
 
When she wants to talk my judgment gets clouded
My brows are furrowed and my teeth are bared
She wants to and can't 'cause something's burning her up
Stop fucking around, get to it and represent
Hello Juan, I'm bile, an acid drink
The pure rot playing in your neighborhood
This is Mexican rap, cream of the crop cooking
Teach your children, warn your brothers
 
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Rap game
 
How hypocritical you look smiling at me like that
As if I don't know what you say about me
Maybe it's true what they say out there
What you lack the most is what you boast the most
You can't knock me down 'cause here there aren't any steps
If that's what they told you, sweetie you're getting played
'Cause there are no riches nor gold nor queens nor timetable
For whatever rolls off my lips
 
I stay patient, serene, tranquil
Tasting the venom of my saliva
You run, girl, I'm in no hurry
So boring and so insipid
Proof of the saber that lies in my tongue
Be it witchcraft or secret technique
DJ Phat plays the good shit
Open up on one side 'cause this will burn you
 
It goes for us and ours, for family
The sacrifice, what motivates you
Bend over baby if your ego rears you up
If you hate cooking and envy flows through you
Lie down, roll around in this ivy
Poison ivy that gives you allergies
Scratch yourself if something's bothering you
'Cause this isn't a game, it's hip hop foreva
 
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
Keep it real, keep it real in this rap game
 
Rap, rap game, rap, rap game, rap, rap, rap game
Rap game
 

• 1. As in the temple of your forehead, not as in a religious building

You Sleep with Me

Hello, hello, hello, hello, hello
 
Daddy, I know that others want a piece of you
They're calling you, they want you to leave me
You wake up with me, you sleep with me
Tell them how you feel
 
My dear, my weakness, you're bad
Are you an angel or a devil?
A sweet or a sin?
You've got my poor heart bewitched
 
I want to kiss your mouth
You've got everything that drives me crazy
You're the master, I'm the mistress
They don't get it, that's why these bitches so jealous
 
Of me, of you and me, because I'm yours
Because you're mine, because I break them easy
I bring the goods and they know it
 
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, hey
To keep you
To take care of you, I bring it and they know it (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, hey
To keep you
To take care of you, I bring it and they know it (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
 
Daddy, your breakfast is ready
There's lots of spices, none like mine
No one's gonna come fuck with you and yours
I watch your back, I kick their ass
 
Our house on the beach, with my baby
Next to me rasta style, wake up in the morning
Seeing his face, little by little it kills me
 
They all tell me he's an asshole
He's cast a spell on my heart
I didn't even notice how it happened
But it looks that way and he loves me just the way I am
 
They all tell me he's an asshole
He's cast a spell on my heart
I didn't even notice how it happened
But it looks that way and he loves me just the way I am
 
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, hey
To keep you
To take care of you, I bring it and they know it (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, hey
To keep you
To take care of you, I bring it and they know it (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
 
Daddy, your breakfast is ready
There's lots of spices, none like mine
Daddy, your breakfast is ready
There's lots of spices, none like mine
 
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, hey
To keep you
To take care of you, I bring it and they know it (ahh ahh ahh ahh)
Oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh, hey
To keep you
To take care of you, I bring it and they know it (ahh ahh ahh ahh)...