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dash machete – you don’t know my name lyrics

but, you don’t know my name
no, you don’t know my name
but you don’t know
said, you don’t know
said, you don’t know my name

so don’t let me down
know you been around the block
don’t stress me now
i’m working around the clock
you think somehow you know me with out a drop
only me if i’m on top
only if i’m on…

but you don’t know my name
no, you don’t know my name
but you don’t know
no you don’t know
yet you don’t know my name

(background : no// you don’t know , you don’t know (my name) x 3

verse 1

looking back, and this is prolly how the story goes
know this isn’t fair to you
up on a marygo
back and forth like here we go
it’s a miracle
could you hear the silence ?
can you hear it in your stereo ?
(beat drops)-

introduce you to the realist
you done ever came across
keep the pace and now let’s face it
i don’t even play lacrosse
half pay you b-tches pay the costs
of talking weight and playing soft
dash machete
made of sauce
what you wearing
(and what you wearing?) hater cloth ?
is that hater cloth ?
busy doing major talks
likely in chicago when i finish is when they applause
talk to you by eight o’ clock
swallow time
you ate a clock ?
b-tches is my sons and i could care less if they are or not
eat these rappers like some tater tots
and get my point across
mind my business
while ya taylor stalk you
in a tailored coffin
don’t let the haters stop you
cus’ they gon’ later cop you
then knock you
then drop you
just to later frockle’ //

but that’s not you b-tches
listen throwing shade and hate don’t ever cop you riches
long neck like some ostriches
no apostrophes
just some facts through bridges

have you extinct like teradactles
lyrically i’m off the axis
b-tches putting up an act you
they see how i’m coming at you
your delivery is past due
read the hebrews to the
mathews
and free your mind from the shackles
now how’s that for the usual
they ask for something newer
so
i pull up to the studio
cold but hotter than the month of julio
rapers can’t see me
not even peripheral
vision
you gotta listen for the hissing
from the snakes
and now you missing dash you got more bars than prison
isn’t
isn’t it ironic
how the sonic got you chronic
like some tonic
if you did more than just listen

but you don’t know my
yeah it’s been a long time
prolly in a gold mine
have em like oh my
taking calls like oh my
on my own line
got no time for side tracks yeah i do it on my time

so don’t let down….

[hook]

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