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anthony vega - you don't know lyrics

[verse 1]

i hate these motherf+ckers that wouldn’t know a hood
if a motherf+cker walked up beat him with the wood
i don’t think you understand, i don’t think you really know
i think you think you know, but no you don’t know
nothin bout me or where that i be
i rep ct an mc who bet be
the next motherf+cker up on the top
or the next motherf+cker who shot
up a ———
i’m a fool i hate this new school
i hate magazine, blogs, tv, the news
pushing bullsh+t views to you thru the tube
see b00b, get lube and shoot for the moon
f+ck that, suck sack, on that bullsh+t
musk rat, must rat, oh he so clipped
but that thеre ain’t none of my business
lost boy bump, that album viscous

[hook]

i don’t think you gеt it, i don’t think you understand
i don’t think you really know that you f+ckin with a man
that with a pen and pad like a gat with a mag
that’ll bang like drum leave you f+cked you a f+g
you don’t need to like this, i do i write this
fight this? i stretch you out like your wife is
only thing tight about that was my rhyme sh+t
how else should say it, stay the f+ck off the mic, b+tch

[verse 2]

here we go again they just wanna hear my pen
i don’t think you really get it motherf+ckers we ain’t friends
i got family, you got plan b
for a dumb b+tch, you call candy
you a dumb b+tch, you can’t stand me
if the c+nt fits, i get handsy
if the game gone p+ssy, call me a douche
that’s a three point shot motherf+cker i swoosh
though i can get up in your face land a dunk for the crew
f+ck you f+ck you and you and you and you
i’m a motherf+cking legend you don’t even know my name
i don’t care it self proclaim, got a problem take aim
i ain’t claiming i’m the king i think i once say
crown over ice i’m alone and i slay
the pot they can f+ck with me not we won’t stop
mad prince till we drop forever we on top

[hook]

i don’t think you get it, i don’t think you understand
i don’t think you really know that you f+ckin with a man
that with a pen and pad like a gat with a mag
that’ll bang like drum leave you f+cked you a f+g
you don’t need to like this, i do i write this
fight this? i stretch you out like your wife is
only thing tight about that was my rhyme sh+t
how else should say it, stay the f+ck off the mic, b+tch

[verse 3]

ogs showed me how to do this
everyone else learning how to tie shoe sh+t
elementary lmnop
from the m to the m to the ra to the z
i done dropped out of school you should be smarter than me
yet i’m the motherf+cker to ace g.e.d’s
easy for sheezy they little like wheezy
got that young money, more than they ever seen b
i just don’t get it or maybe i do
maybe real motherf+ckers use torrents and do
what i did when i was younger, full of hunger
this free for you that’s from me to you
we be on sc, but we on apple too
back to k!lling mc’s, i gotta tackle you
you got time to mature, you ain’t welcome in the bar
go back to doing whip hit’s, chilling in your car

[hook]

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