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Spooks - They Don't Know lyrics
Yeah come on chumps y'all ain't girl We pretty we hit hard we takin' over the world Reminiesce we takin' you back to your school days Hand us the mic and we flip It fifty million ways They don't know Sloppy with your flows you bore me at your shows Whack clothes and pitiful karaoke demos They don't know Aight you caught me stalkin' studios and stages Chasin' the outrageous Ecstatic sensations I'm tragic trapped Inside the pages Of melodramtic rages to dark to mention Over the fact most of these cats lack comprehension In other words they don't know I see'em cringin' when spooks mediate To penetrate the next dimension Ming rhymin' and singin' It spooks climbin' and bringin' It This black light'll swallow your shine from diamond ringin' It How many times must I remind the spooks Is killin' shit We on some thrillin' shit nothin' but hits on my disc And I am witness to this lyrical fitness and rip You still don't know so you'll be frantic as we hijack the planet They don't know We expose flows like no clothes and blow Chest full a holes with I spit stormshadow and tomes that's reminiscent of monks Blowin' up lungs with C4 laced In bones You mentally tour my rhyme book Is covered In thorns Some givin' a fuck some fuckin' hip hop like porn Bookat testin' Mc a dumb Mc I said who's the best Mc You said young Mc Let me guess you started rockin' hip hop In '88 Naw naw man It was like It was like 19 nigga too late I'm smackin' up cats to back slap crack In my hand Bitch blood bouncin' off of your dome and splatter your van Remineisce we takin' you back to your school days Hand us the mic and we flip It fifty million ways They don't know Open up your mind and you'll find the spooks In It Experimentally sick pusin' the limits They don't know they don't know Shoppin' for a deal with persistance Initially label heads were like what Is this It won't get y'all from original to different Conceptual hip hop will be resistant The pendulum will swing back again Pass accept now follow the trend Hard to believe but easy to pretend Revolution revolution Is why we began They don't know they don't know Too many soft niggas stress try your best to same some hip shit Get caught up In these lyrics with me you get your wig split You tired of me try me can't even stand beside me I be havin' people you study big up and high five me Forty million one thousand nine hundred and sixty two I'm Irresistable unpredictable and so Is my crew Never accidental everything I do Is Intentional Joe Davis premeditated creative and unconventional A lot of truth seekers are people peepin' for secrets Some assembly tryin' to find my safe house And I got beef with everyone of you wannabe's Tryin' to Infiltrate my company You swear you know the business but actually you don't know nothin' Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah who dat It's the killer ha ha ha what Niggas don't hate me cause I'm fly come on I'm the one bankin' on driveby's yeah I keep pleasure packed In my clever raps Once I sever the track I'ma live Inside a cheddar stack I don't stutter once my tome shudder And I become the bone crusher I scream on my own mother What a pimp I roll with the gangsta limp In the cut drinkin' wine eatin' shrimp Yeah come on chump y'all ain't girl We pretty we hit hard we takin' over the world Remineisce we takin' you back to your school days Hand us the mic and we flip It fifty million ways They don't know We can see us niggas my crew Is causin' you fear Spooks takin' It there Industry ain't prepared They don't know |
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