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whoknows? - lyrical miracles! lyrics

[intro: vinyl vintage]
uh,it’s vinyl vintage,who knows and sip-hop junior
we got this b-tch,huh

[verse 1: sip-hop junior]
yeah,i’m right when i say i got an appet-te
so hungry that i am pet-te
meet these n-ggas called defeat
we can go toe-to-toe like the feet of big show or big foot
that mean i’m too big for your boots
you should reboot before i abouse you like drugs and alcohol
i’m as dope as drugs and i got flow like alcohol
i’m in the hall like i’m ’bout to praise god
praise god so you can get what i got
technical raps make me seem like a robot
i finish you just like a dot
diss y’all ’til you rot like what a worm does
i’m repeated like a chorus
get outta here don’t bore us

[verse 2: vinyl vintage]
typical nutrition ’cause ain’t a politician and i got the repet-tion ’cause it’s good for compet-tion
it’s the limited edition of the revolution
it’s a bed,go get a cushion in the club
oh yeah,we pushin’
vinyl vintage in this b-tch
yeah,i heard you a snitch
f-ck you up in a ditch
funeral service imma pitch into school
yeah,we teach up high
yeah,we pitched
stompin’ on ya like a peach or a leach
you just know i’m top-ish
never talk english
you just know i sell fish,so i am selfish
you just know how we do it
mess with me,you’re a stupid
mess with me,you will [?]
yeah,you’re stupid
’cause you know i got a gun
i am hotter than the sun
you just know i can have a daughter or maybe a son ’cause we…

[hook: vinyl vintage]
in here with who knows
that n-gga with two h-es
not one,but two bros
that b-tch got six toes
forget her cornrows
sittin’ here with three foes
yeah n-gga,that’s my bros
woke up with two souls

[verse 3: who knows]
i love money,and live fancy,(fancy)
f-ck anybody who flippin’ hates me
’cause i’m beginning,start
k!ll a n-gga large
you just know i flippin’ do it
give a gun,i’ll flippin’ use it (blast!)
shot a n-gga in the head,i am flippin’ dead
you just know who knows,i’m good,but i done [?] bad
oh,this is who know,h-e
you just know i love three h-es though
you just know i got six toes…no!
everybody say i want my d-ck to blow
good job
everybody say i knew stuff
people say i got beef
motherf-cker i’m flippin’ raw
you just know i’m hotter than summer
colder than the winter
you just know i’m a flippin’ winner
ain’t a beginner
eat a n-gga for dinner
you just know i hate beef ’cause i’m a f-cken vegeterian
k!ll a n-gga,k!ll a n-gga right now
you just know i’m super funny,yes i am a black clown

[verse 4: vinyl vintage]
we a crew
only here ’cause of you
you be staring ’cause we flew up in sp-ce
yeah,we flew
look down on me,here’s a pool
lookin’ at us,yeah we cool
movin’ like what bullets do
on point like a hook
local hip-hop,i’m a tool
don’t be staring ’cause you’ll drool

[verse 5: who knows]
for a pool
you just know i go to school
you’re a fool
you just know i need it too
you just know who knows,i k!ll a river,i can k!ll a pool
everbody say i did it
you just know i’m ’bout to do it
you just know i flippin’ use it
mess with me,it just means you’re a stupid
i do it magic,tragic
people say,man i’m elastic
you just know i’m pulling like electric static
everybody say i’m a magnet
you just know i’m going big like t-tanium going in sync
you just know who knows,man you must read my instict ’cause we…yeah
i got blood in my genes
wash it out,no blood in my jeans
who knows,i’m from the street
i’m going super high but i don’t need no weed ’cause we do it
did it
laugh at my compet-tion,you just know i just do it
i am a white kid,i flippin’ know
but,you just know i’m not a…
a black foe

- whoknows lyrics

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