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kognitive - judge me lyrics

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gear up, its your chance to judge me
i said, gear up! its your chance to judge me
nah —- it!

you keep your relationship stored on a temp disk
quick whisk, ’em that don’t align
i take the risk
with the woman that i promenaded for three years now
looking to make it nine!

its a west coast verse coming at you from an indian
the lyrical flow so fiery like a steakhouse brazillian
gazillion times i’ve been reminding you of my art
taking you’ll down throwing a single dart

waiting for a chance to judge me
chance to judge me..
you be waiting for a chance to judge me..
chance to judge me
you be waiting for a chance to judge me
to be dropping your f-bombs maybe
man it doesn’t work on me
you thought it’s easy; you’re crazy
you probably are a weedy
and i dare ya to judge me!

the last time i checked you couldn’t pen down a single thought
but you keep blabbering all this sh-t bout me that truly stinks a lot
no doubt;
there’s no pursuit of knowledge on your agenda
dumb -ss you’re nothing more than part of a propaganda

i b-mped into hip-hop and i found my weapon
gonna pull you blood suckers down over thoughts without reason
treason, lèse-maj·es·té suit you and not loyalty
your thoughts make you imperative to imprison

my lyrical rage is gonna leave you in splits
gimme any beat and imma make sure that i k!ll it with my verses
never fake on the mic, neither in real life
thats the belief that i live by

see the bullsh-t that your frequent on your snaps, grams,chats
tryna act with cl-ss; faking all the emotions
no wonder; your growth is bound to be
similar to the current political imp-sse

you be the bill, when i’m playing k!ll
now hold still; these bars coming to grind you like its oatmeal
slam dunks be on the court like its o’neal
no chill; you know its hip-hop the real deal

some of them try to call me out as anti-social, being vocal
bragging bout their big groupie hangouts
fallouts is what they deal on daily basis though
that doesn’t show up on their facebook stories, no!

cause they believe in flings against steadiness
ya come unprepared and i outshine you with my readiness
flashiness, ain’t the way to earn respect you fool
only your shoe shine; your bars are ain’t so cool!

they! don’t want to be the hardworking
wanna be the wolf of the wall street by mere barking
that’s how they be operating their whole life
always carrying the special back stabbing swiss knife
look right; see a two-faced standing
look left; see them all contra-banding
downright filled with jealousy and greed
hope someday their small mean minds can be freed…

waiting for a chance to judge me
chance to judge me..
you be waiting for a chance to judge me..
chance to judge me
waiting for a chance to judge me
chance to judge me..
you be waiting for a chance to judge me..
chance to judge me

you be waiting for a chance to judge me
to be dropping your f-bombs maybe
man it doesn’t work on me
you thought it’s easy; you’re crazy
you probably are a weedy
and i dare ya to judge me!
and i dare ya to judge me!

let’s get really hard on these last couple of bars
more like in your face!

ain’t no coming from the streets but i feel a connect to it; do it!
hip-hop says, struggle and hustle and rise above the hurdles now
don’t get bogged down by their laughter
they ain’t no master, mere puppets..

they are never gonna be supportive, rather disruptive
the structure of society got them all defensive
but i just play offensive
slide your tackle in and i cut you like a messi
bound to give you a muscle strain..

if i give you the mic then you might throw me a curse
but you’re just a mumble rapper that’ll fumble on his verse
so disperse;
let me bring the lyrical heat back that got melted with your sh-t trap
and this that..

its a fact!

- kognitive lyrics

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