Keep It On The Low Proof (Ft. J Dilla)

Know I'm the streets, you see me hanging with the hood dwellers
Mister pimp hanging with the good fellows in the neighborhood
It could the wallers, things is getting smaller
From this 20, get over it's hard
I used to know a nigga from back in the gat
He steady with the shit, while...rap man
It ain't no time to slap walk
Now try and hunger...west chillin backboards
The real niggas look the skills, know the deal
That's the way we pack mills to make a fuckin livin
Around the way oh, I strive to be famous
You wanna hear some shit, put your ear upon my anus
I take you to places that you never been before
You wanna chill but you still gonn be hardcore
Legends of the same race minds, why waste time
Niggas wanna put 9's on they waist line
Define my time, inside my mind, I got freestyle for day
So I make dope, they came in to ... my domain
So remember my sign is ill, but I try to keep it on the real
Come to the hood but still

Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
You gotta keep it, keep it
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low
Keep it on the go, the go, go
Keep it on a down low