Don’t Know lyrics
by IAMNOBODI
Watts Prophets excerpt: "f*ck you and you too"
[Chorus]
I said f*ck y'all don't know sh*t me
f*ck y'all, fck y'all
Pen to the paper burn tracks like these n*ggas burn trees
f*ck all y'all fck all y'all
Y'all f*ck n*ggas don't know sh*t about me
Spit on my name, throw dirt, still coming out clean
f*ck y'all f*ck y'all
f*ck y'all, y'all don't know sh*t about me
Young Dena kid, all I got is a diploma and dream
That's Debt and a scheme
Y'all f*ck n*ggas don't know sh*t about me
From the land of lost souls, lost kids, lost roads, lost dreams
What path will i lead?
[ J.Hurt Verse 1 ]
My cup runneth , flow over flow
If I ghost wrote , I would be the Holy Ghost
f*ck the false prophets and they mosh pits, Posh whips
Making false profit like they pure but they toxic
Toxins, boxed in, ima stand out
Started from the bottom, how the f*ck we getting handouts?
One side was slaves, and the other side was conquered
Hence Hurtado , I'm a product of this monster
f*ck your blog, f*ck your post, f*ck your sponsors
f*ck your Instagram, f*ck your twitter, f*ck your concert
This a concerted effort I'm sever y'all
Break the chains, call me what I want, but I'm never y'all
I'm the truth
So gon head, grab a Glock, load shoot
What I drop from the booth
Out last any life span
So throw your shots , throw your spite man
You can't kill like my mic can
[Chorus]
[J.Hurt Verse 2]
This the new epidemic this the new crack
What I make? I'm a chemist , I'm a new jack
So Throw salt on the room, cuz crew wack
Sleep on us, You sleep on the 211s like its 2 jacks
Better crack the code b*tch
Flow like ice in your colon that's some cold sh*t
Could've been a dealer on the corner doing cold sh*t
Went a different route became a lonar back in 06'
You don't know sh*t about me
f*ck the system lockin up every kid around me
Obscenity, The Clarity, we in the round 3
That's Regression my n*gga, see all this sin around me
Slave to the corporates
Make a poor kid wanna forfeit
Sell his soul for the quick fortunes
And Get locked in a fortress
I'm speaking for the people that society aborted
These forces
[Chorus]
[J.Hurt verse 3]
b*tch you don't know sh*t about sh*t talking sh*t
Fall back
This the real
That's a fact
All these people talking talk
Behind my back
Know sh*t about jack
210 and beyond, like 2 jacks
2 11th cards played
Steal the game like hacks
Get the monkey up off my back
This is more than just rap
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