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hi-rez - nobody knows lyrics

[intro – hi-rez]
-weird mouth sounds-
rekstarr waddup
kyle waddup

[verse 1 – hi-rez]
psychologists, xanax, nike air max’s
i go in and i bl–dy every record like it’s tampex
mail it out like anthrax, all in her guts like zantac
f-ck costs for paying taxes, white boy with his pants sag
drugs in my backpack, i’ll rob you with a bank mask
5-0 i better act fast, thinking h-lla’ abstract
held by extra terrestrial, still heteros-xual
i’m just trying to get up in shorties pie like a decimal
signed to a label, but i’m still broke as f-ck
oh my god you’re mack miller, psht sh-t close enough
drinking beer, prescription popping, with no plan on stopping
f-ck the motherf-cking government, middle finger to cops
look i don’t know you, i don’t trust you
i don’t owe you nothing f-ck you
you better get out my face before i pull out this knife and cut you
polo shirt, polo draw ill ride up on a polo horse
you kinda look like the future b-tch that i plan to divorce
ima’ f-ck you, ima’ duck you, i’ll probably say i love you
this remind me of the time up in the closet with my uncle
my life is falling apart, i’m stuck in the f-cking dark
i wish a hater would f-cking shoot me or stab me up in the heart
b-tch

[verse 2 – hi-rez]
temptation, b-tches, impatiens, women
i’m tryina’ pray to god but i feel like he don’t listen
couple stacks on the chain, lot of money lot of pain
someone tell me that i’m not, cause i think i’m going insane
psychiatrists, doctors, watch them meet the fockers
while the feed me random medicine and give me random shots
ain’t n-body knows me, i wonder if this wrote news
on the ceiling fan can hold me, maybe i should hold you
becoming an alcoholic, drinking more than usual
f-ck – being a rapper, what the f-ck looked cool to you
everybody using you, people trying to shoot at you
i caught an std from these groupies, this life is beautiful
familiar sh-t is big and strange and strange sh-t is familiar
everything you love will f-cking one day end up k!lling ya
i guarantee they lying to you if they say they feeling ya
someone p-ss the cough syrup homie cause i’m ill as f-ck

[hook – kyle dion]
my moneys mixed up into man what the f-cking
which way to go, money and fame man
n-body knows , n-body knows man
n-body knows, n-body knows man
n-body knows, he wants to f-ck with you
good loving s-x with you, man that’s the set that’s true
n-body knows, n-body knows man
n-body knows, no no nahhh
n-body knows
my moneys mixed up into man what the f-cking
which way to go, money and fame man
n-body knows , n-body knows man
n-body knows, n-body knows man
n-body knows, he wants to f-ck with you
good loving s-x with you, man that’s the set that’s true
n-body knows, n-body knows man
n-body knows, n-body knows man
oh oh

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