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letra de i don't know - aasim

[intro]
yeah, uh
yeah
uh
uh, uh, uh

[verse 1]
i need some recreation, my hood is devastation
maybe some meditation, liquor’s my medication
my crew’s a federation, and here’s a revelation
we social clubbin’ but we also like a rebel nation
modern day plantations, this is my presentation
2011, i’m a slave, i’m need some reparation
we at the bottom but the top’s our final destination
please god, protect my faith as i continue paper chasin’
i deal with aggravation, let’s do some calculation
i’m duckin’ agitation and f-ckin’ with acylation
forward acceleration look up at my еlevation
almost like levitation on thе edge, i’m never patient
this is my foundation, many say the sound’s greatness
most can be found hatin’, others say the crown’s waitin’
my flow is water so my device is this flow-tation
this is my declaration: blood, sweat, and dedication

[chorus]
i’m part of the concrete, i can hear your heartbeat
n0body could stop me, nah
i’m puttin’ sh-t on lockdown, headed to the top now
only got one shot now, yeah
i’m numb to that hate sh-t, i’m numb to the fake sh-t
i’ve come for my greatness, uh
never wear another man’s shoes, grammys on my mantle
i’m win ’cause i can’t lose, never
[verse 2]
better be ready, i attack you like reggie mudeni
k!ller schedule heavy, i take a million in pennies
as broke as a sickness, the cure ain’t a medical remedy
katrina the tax man, breakin’ the federal levee
animalistic, n-ggas that pull the ballistics
i’m tryna get a rich quick and not be a statistic
attitude show no gratitude that of a misfit
black panther christmas, new blood like a infant
treat a be hip hop coppers ’cause i ain’t a thug
speak for the hopeless ridin’ ’round with a gun and a glove
hustle for bread, dead skin, i’m sheddin’ the curb
ready for war, drive a tank through the fed’ reserve
robbin’ like robin hood, so this bottle of vodka should
numb me up from the pro’lems, if not, then pro’ly revolvers could
i’m just a high-risk, hijacker flight risk
grind for my state of mind, ain’t the f.b.i. list

[chorus]
i’m part of the concrete, i can hear your heartbeat
n0body could stop me, nah
i’m puttin’ sh-t on lockdown, headed to the top now
only got one shot now, yeah
i’m numb to that hate sh-t, i’m numb to the fake sh-t
i’ve come for my greatness, uh
never wear another man’s shoes, grammys on my mantle
i’m win ’cause i can’t lose, never
[verse 3]
this is my greatest struggle, this ain’t my latest hustle
this is my life, it’s what you make it, used to stay with trouble
i learned a lot so what you got, you take and make it double
and ain’t no shots given, tuck your chin and make it bubble
touchdowns never happen if you chasin’ fumbles
unafraid to scr-pe my knuckles, wrappin’ up the kid in bundles
and i’ve been waitin’ subtle, mics i’m known to blaze a couple
f-ck the fake, embrace the love, you live it ’cause it makes you humble
a little elbow grease, the grind it takes a achin’ muscle
walls was built to keep us out, but keep the faith and make it crumble
razors or nine millis, whatever it takes it to rumble
for god’s sake, the rent is late, and i just ate the supper
through the rain and thunder, heat the game up, take the summer
aasim the greatest one to grab a seat and take a number
i want the top and you could see it in my face and hunger
i can’t stop be stopped, even the hood couldn’t take me under

- aasim

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