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letra de all i know - payup! game

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[verse 1: ellz]

let go my oreos, black and white b-tch tutorial
klump of money professor that b-tch is nutty i let her
go crazy in membrane insane abdula she gave me that ablingada
so proper that intellectual intel pentium processor
i’m a mac though, french hoes get macaroons
act a fool not them feelings is p-ssive to all aggression
discretion i take my anger and let it wreck ’em
in places they never let them a n-gga to enter
unless they feel em leave breathless so much i k!ll ’em
i’m peakin’ though weird n-gga not rapping like this two years ago
matter of fact, not rapping like this even two weeks ago
it makes no sense in vehicles with no tints
and my reefer low, milky girl jump in cereal
’till it get soft and leave the bowl
full of weed and some keisha smoke
if she not full of st–ze and po-
rican name kiki show you the function of p-p
need you to leak me that wiki
gimme that knowledge and brief me
explore the pillar of freedom
mission accomplished you’ve breached me

[hook]
they ask for love, i gave them h-ll
i blow my smoke, she paint her nails
she say my name, i tell her “go”
she asked me “why?” i tell her this is all i know
this is all i know, this is all i know
all i know, this is all i know
this is all i know, all i know
this is all i know, this is all i know
all i know, this is all i know

[verse 2: cherele]

don’t blink, n-gga fall down the rabbit hole
survive in a land full of radicals
find me up high where the ladders go
dare me to fly and i catapult
under og wings that live by codes
bad with the good, keep a gun and a rose
me? bang, you? hit; won’t reverse those roles
these flows my hoes, got plenty of those
uh-huh, okay, won’t change my ways
i can make a knight kneel, make an atheist pray
really there’s not enough time in the day
i’ll howl at the moon, fiending for wolf greys
building my fashion like a runway
n-ggas in paris ain’t got my taste
i should make these birds come iron my cape
realize everybody ain’t got my traits
sip 40’s, rolling up marley
switching gears, vroom-vroom like a harley
feel you hardly, scream f-ck authority
running that green like vince lombardi
ran out of sorries, you’ll never hear ’em
hope they catch that, no interfering
should f-cking charge by the bar, spitting art on the wall
every verse is my museum, n-gga

[hook]

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