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letra de know you - 22ron

[chorus: emp-ss]
i think you know there’s nothin’ you can do
always ridin’ for my crew and we’ll watch your every move
i think you know there’s nothin’ you can do
’cause there isn’t much to say when you know we said the truth (go!)

[verse 1: 22ron]
time to break down these f-ckin’ walls (uh)
you would think now, there’d be nothin’ more (uh)
to say ’bout it, you must’ve lost
all brain power, dysfunctional (yeah)
with the stakes now, we can’t flunk this course (uh)
double take now as we bust the door (yeah)
better stay out, i ain’t one to warn
let it play out, fetch me the popcorn
i’m back, motherf-cker, better get back to the back
of the d-mn line, where you stand is mine (ah)
god, you’re corny, all of y’all bore me
y’all be turnin’ my job to a pass time
y’all have baptized me inadvertently (yeah)
spit a jack knife, get you spillin’ burgundy
gotta ask why you keep on curvin’ me
your not that bright and it’s clear, it’s burdening
total bedlam, when i load the pencil with smokin’ lead
if they wanna go just let them, finna soak the bed
when i blow they head from the neck and shoulder section
gonna show these henchmen who the f-ck’s in charge
hoe, there’s no question, evil intent, keep no facade, hoe
keep the real ron to the bone marrow
better clear coms when the smoke settles
you can hear me droppin’ these rose petals
it’s a funeral march when i’m goin’ h-ll for f-ckin’ leather
better, get a better method to contend a vendetta (yeah)
or pen a letter than declare a surrender
and even then, you’ll never ever get rid of
the ever present f-ckin’ scent of a quitter
festerin’ up to the brim, effervescent as fizz in a cup
and you’ll never admit it, you thinkin’ you’re tough
’til it tears up your innards and rips them apart
you should consider a different path
the one you are treading is treacherous dawg
me emp-ss and x the three headed monster (roo)
and if i’m bein’ perfectly honest
[chorus: emp-ss & 22ron]
i think you know there’s nothin’ you can do
always ridin’ for my crew and we’ll watch your every move
i think you know there’s nothin’ you can do
’cause there isn’t much to say when you know we said the truth (aight, x… go!)

[verse 2: cussyx]
wanna be a western god
none of y’all think i’m the best, you got
middle f-ckin’ nowhere, humboldt county
even nac know that i spit profoundly
ready for the entrance, if i get a sentence
know that sh-t ain’t gonna get me in a penitentia-
ry, i’m a beast, not a felon, not a piece
in my waistband, i’ma take that a peace sign
bringin’ it on, we the trinity
like in the remix, you in my vicinity
send y’all to venus or mars ’cause the bars are too hot
for you f-ckers to read it, forever infinity
you put the guns on top
thinkin’ you fly, but you ain’t top gun
got the next lp lock and key
but the key to this sh-t is to stay on lock
everything been out of my system
let ’em know that i’m comin’ out with a big gun
c-cked back, i better not hear back talk
but you talk back so i’m gonna hear that pop, and i
wake up ’cause i had a nightmare
demon in my dream had a really tight glare
told me i’m gonna be everything, i swear
that i’m gonna end up, like please
i’d k!ll for a shot at stardom
maybe i should or i shouldn’t
decisions decisions, relivin’ the days
when i’d dream i’d be livin’ in richer positions
financial efficiency, that’s not how i’ma be livin’, b
’cause i think livin’ like now in simplicity
trumps over every figment of misery
that could encounter with mountains of gettin’ green
f-ck that though, i’ma never go broke
sell my soul ’cause the minute i blow
minute this world gets shocked like an impact
tell my f-ckin’ doubters, yeo f-ckin’ been back
so get in the trenches
mount bayonets on the tip of your pencils
charge into battle with zero intent except takin’ me out
and i’m takin’ one breath and you’re gone
[bridge: emp-ss]
f-ckers talk a lot of sh-t behind my back once they sure
that i ain’t there to see it, so they think, they don’t know
maybe there’s a reason no one else wants the smoke
they know the chances are low that they’ll live through the blows (go!)

[verse 3: emp-ss]
the great wall of emp-ss
holdin’ back my emotions
but at this point, it’s splittin’
my god d-mn mind’s explodin’
if you throw me a diss, ignore it
please just get off my d-ck ’cause boy, uh
you stay loadin’ it up, deploy it
startin’ to wonder if you enjoy it
’cause i have got to know
yeah, alright, man, stop the show
’cause if you clappin’ with the strap on
don’t it mean that you grab, c-ck and blow?
yeah, h0m-phobic lyrics, but it’s obvious
you spit in closets, all inside of cloth
don’t wanna keep it down, just take the pride and swallow it
don’t hack it up, it’s not a d-mn apocalypse, they f-ckin’
diss us on the low on a platform
and then dip when i bestow, what is that for?
you get p-ssed that i’m a pro
ego get bruised so bad, need ibupro-
fen, all these rappers soundin’ like a synonym
no resemblance, but say the same thing, it’s
all these sh-t clones, tryna spit those
always been a knock off, evident so
by your rap game, b-tch, you fast food
for a rapper to come and attack you
and then chew on your bones, and that’s proof
that you cannot make a f-ckin’ rap, dude
it’s a certain feud, if you spray somethin’ about the current views
they will break your sh-t, see, what you turned into
was a crazy b-tch, i’ll just defer to you
i’ll just take a pic because you’ll blurt the proof
twitter feeds are all cl!ckbait
motherf-cker, get your f-ckin’ sh-t straight
just political, you a b-tch mate to it
suckers do this ’cause they b-tch made
to this day, ’til you sent away
no way you could ever rinse away
all the sh-t you’ve done, so if you kick it, may
we rejoice for the gift we get and pray ’cause
[chorus: emp-ss]
i think you know there’s nothin’ you can do
always ridin’ for my crew and we’ll watch your every move
i think you know there’s nothin’ you can do
’cause there isn’t much to say when you know we said the truth (go!)

- 22ron

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