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jesse b dawg - you don't know lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m a raise my kids to be just like me
loudmouth emcee’s making music moves strategically
ill open a man like a can of van camps
n watch his esophagus gasp for air without a d-mn chance
ima f-ck up, huffen gas while g-ssen up
i ain’t had enough n now i’m back ta acten up
i’ll blast a f-ck without asken what the f-ck is up
i love when punks try ta run up n get slam-dunked
the jordan of rap is recordin the track
i’m on necessary slap tryna ta resurrect the boom baps
you must a g-ssed your f-cken -ss off on your last track
cuz now you’re stranded only handelen a gas can
it feels good to be a king like me
everything is possible its all in my reach
anything is probable its knowledge we need
n if you don’t see that than i don’t think you need to breathe

[chorus]
i been out here working for a long time i’m tryna get a little light in the sunshine
cuz sometimes my mind is achen
n i think bout maken money with satan
i been out here working for a long time i’m tryna get a little light in the sunshine
cuz sometimes my mind is achen
n i think bout maken money with satan

[verse 2]
the second verse is much worse than the first
if you play it to reverse the hidden message will emerge
it’s kinda odd how the business makes you feel
u used to think the sh-t was real n then you made it
now u just think that every m-th-f-ckas faken
n any conversation ain’t really worth debaten
i know i’m haten but i’m tryna set em straight
the music business is the internet dope game
n u can get paid if you spit some cocaine
but if it ain’t the fire then you ain’t earnin no name
slangen verses over facebook and paypal
so m-th-f-ckas rappin with the big names now
but it’ll cost ya lil buddy better boss up
i’m tired of waiten for my break i’ll break em off dawg
n leave em looking like fools on the f-cken song
that’s whats happen when the bongman hits the bong

[verse 3]
i’ll k!ll ur illest emcee’s they ain’t got sk!lls on me
they can’t k!ll beat and that kinda seals the deal for me
i k!ll for free n build a field of dreams outta broken beats
spittn bars at a coffee table rollen weed
my first microphone was purchased with dirty money
my newest one too, sh-t dawg i been hungry
i done blew up in your face u f-cken idiots
n that was back in 08′ big c, fitty sh-t
i still write with steel pipes packed real tight
i’m sittin nice this don’t even seem like its real life
i foul mouth record em leave em stew and h–rd em
perfect practice got me smashen on the rap recordins
i pump iron with my pointer like its nothin
bongman crew that’s the crew that i f-ck with
i compose with icicles while its blazen snow
my ice cold glacier flows got the world froze

- jesse b dawg lyrics

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