(Sound
of
needle
dropping
on
vinyl,
heavy
scratching
patterns)
Yeah,
check
the
frequency
It’
s
the
rhythm
of
the
city,
you
know
how
we
rock
D’
Real
in
the
building,
turn
the
volume
up
Listen
to
the
foundation,
let’
s
go
I’
m
moving
through
the
concrete
jungle
like
a
ghost
in
the
machine
Painting
vivid
portraits
with
the
words
that
stay
clean
Deep
street
knowledge,
yeah,
the
wisdom
is
the
gold
Unfolding
every
metaphor
before
the
story’
s
told
I’
m
walking
on
the
pavement
where
the
shadows
play
their
games
While
I’
m
lighting
up
the
rhythm,
putting
fire
to
the
flames
It’
s
that
Boom
Bap
spirit,
heavy
percussion
on
the
track
Every
bar
I’
m
spitting
is
a
lesson,
don’
t
look
back
I’
m
the
architect
of
flow,
building
bridges
out
of
sound
When
D’
Real
hits
the
stage,
watch
the
earth
begin
to
pound
I
study
every
move,
yeah,
I’
m
calculated,
precise
Rolling
through
the
struggle
like
I’
m
loading
up
the
dice
When
D’
Real
gets
down,
you
know
the
vibe
is
purely
real
Turning
up
the
pressure,
let
the
people
really
feel
From
the
corner
to
the
block,
yeah,
we
bringing
back
the
soul
Keeping
steady
on
the
rhythm,
taking
back
the
full
control
It’
s
a
natural
vibration,
hear
the
scratching
on
the
beat
Bringing
underground
awareness
to
the
middle
of
the
street
Mi
nuh
come
fi
play,
yeah,
the
rhythm
is
a
weapon
Every
rhyme
I’
m
dropping
is
a
powerful
perception
Deep
in
the
heritage,
the
roots
are
running
wide
With
the
spirit
of
the
island
and
the
New
York
stride
I’
m
heavy
with
the
metaphors,
weaving
through
the
haze
Navigating
labyrinths
and
finding
better
ways
Look
at
the
rotation,
see
the
DJ
cutting
sharp
I’
m
hitting
every
target,
I’
m
playing
on
the
harp
Of
the
culture,
yeah,
we
preservationists
of
grit
If
you
want
the
real
essence,
then
you’
re
getting
all
of
it
D’
Real
is
the
moniker,
the
presence
is
the
truth
Refining
all
the
energy
from
elders
to
the
youth
When
D’
Real
gets
down,
you
know
the
vibe
is
purely
real
Turning
up
the
pressure,
let
the
people
really
feel
From
the
corner
to
the
block,
yeah,
we
bringing
back
the
soul
Keeping
steady
on
the
rhythm,
taking
back
the
full
control
It’
s
a
natural
vibration,
hear
the
scratching
on
the
beat
Bringing
underground
awareness
to
the
middle
of
the
street (
Scratching
solo
intensifies)
It’
s
the
pulse,
it’
s
the
life,
it’
s
the
legacy
we
grow
See
the
fire
in
the
sky,
watch
the
seeds
begin
to
sow
It’
s
the
pulse,
it’
s
the
life,
it’
s
the
legacy
we
grow
See
the
fire
in
the
sky,
watch
the
seeds
begin
to
sow
No
gimmicks,
no
fakes,
just
the
rhythm
in
the
chest
Putting
all
the
imitators
and
the
pretenders
to
the
rest
D’
Real
is
the
name,
and
the
movement
is
the
key
Opening
the
doors
for
the
ones
who
want
to
be
free
I’
m
sharpening
the
pencil,
yeah,
the
ink
is
running
deep
While
the
rest
of
the
industry
is
falling
fast
asleep
I’
m
waking
up
the
consciousness,
I’
m
shifting
all
the
gears
Erasure
of
the
doubt
and
the
masking
of
the
fears
I’
m
standing
on
the
precipice,
I’
m
looking
at
the
view
Everything
I’
m
crafting
is
entirely
for
you
Listen
to
the
kick
drum,
listen
to
the
snare
Presence
of
the
legend
floating
thick
inside
the
air
When
D’
Real
gets
down,
you
know
the
vibe
is
purely
real
Turning
up
the
pressure,
let
the
people
really
feel
From
the
corner
to
the
block,
yeah,
we
bringing
back
the
soul
Keeping
steady
on
the
rhythm,
taking
back
the
full
control
It’
s
a
natural
vibration,
hear
the
scratching
on
the
beat
Bringing
underground
awareness
to
the
middle
of
the
street
Yeah,
D’
Real
Keep
it
underground,
keep
it
authentic
Vinyl
crackle
forever (
Fading
out
with
DJ
scratches
and
an
upright
bass
line)
Respect
the
craft.