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letra de you don't know me - the jokerr

[hook: the jokerr]
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they might think they’re on to me (on to me)
but i’mma tell you they’re wrong (hey)
you don’t know me
you don’t have the first idea who i am
you-you-you don’t know me
you don’t know me at all
the jokerr

[verse 1: the jokerr]
i live life on a pedestal and i put myself up there for the world to judge
and i try to act like the criticism doesn’t faze me but it always does
these painted tears beneath my eyes ain’t just for show
it’s a picture of and a window to my very soul
ha and i wouldn’t even know where to begin (no)
i’m alone in the world without a friend
but no matter how badly my condition i abhor
i’d just keep coming on back for more
i was born for the stage i was born for the spotlight
born for the punishment, even though it’s not right
born for the burden that i born and i probably should accept and expect it they warned that it all might add up and come crashing down but i’mma pick it up and drop it on they -sses now
and if they got a problem with it they can suck a freaking fish
i couldn’t give a d-mn less if they cast me out
it ain’t nothing new!
look around the room won’t make them happy no matter what
what i’m ‘bout to do i give you the best that i have while i get boo’s
you wouldn’t let me l!ck the dirt from the bottom of your shoes
it’s a sad sad song (then i give them my everything)
and i know i’m all leached like the back of my hand but

[hook: the jokerr]
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they might think they’re on to me (on to me)
but i’mma tell you they’re wrong (hey)
you don’t know me
you don’t have the first idea who i am
you don’t know me
you don’t know me
you don’t know me at all
masetti said

[verse 2: masetti]
y’all know me, you ain’t really got a clue
with the dirt i had to dig and the sh-t i had do
it was something so original living was so pitiful
i had to get up out of this cage to be the pinnacle
met j’o bout to make a payload sick of people hating on us even though it was fake though making something out of nothing at all
and if you really want it with me you can give me a call
and i’ll be like “hold up” break a stick, sew it up
in the truck, blow it out when we park, showin’ up
i ain’t f-cking with these rappers hang em’ up on the wall
put ‘em in the limelight see if they can evolve
and we can sit here with nothing to eat
i could run up on the stage give you something to see

[masetti & the jokerr]
f-ck that, i’mma bust back
like a n-ts-ck if you want that
i’mma come back with a lunch pack

[masetti]
they don’t know i tried to be
someone i envision up entirely (entirely)
maybe i’m an oddity, living like my father be
rolling like the wind to the cities, that don’t bother me. i honestly admit that i’m tired of breathing
and if i’m working all for nothing then i’m never achieving
happiness, laughing at all the restraint
that i face every day as a sinner and a saint
hold up, why is evil making me nervous
feeling nothing buried, but scratching upon the surface
lyrics coming to me yeah i’m even rehearsing
talking to the spirits lately and i’m always conversing
and i know, why i, feel so, denied, they think they know me but

[hook: the jokerr]
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they might think they’re on to me (on to me)
but i’mma tell you they’re wrong (hey)
you don’t know me
you don’t have the first idea who i am
you don’t know me
you don’t know me
you don’t know me at all
reckless!

[verse 3: reckless]
so where do i start from? in the beginning i was thinking i always knew i had it and i knew i had a sharp tongue
apart from all the critics i know i’m raw when i rip it now you[?]
hard on now you’re losing your cool and i was suspended confused like a colour blind person using a rubiks cube but refused to choose to react and let my music do the talking
now [?] walking with where you quit and callin’ the sh-t ‘cause my fists are clenched down, now i’m getting aggressive, defensive thinking it’s time i should be stopping the rhymes and put the pen down
but my dedication kept me going, i’m never slowing up throwing up my medication going nuts over the negative comments after all the energy i put into it to be honest, i felt like stopping
give it up, nah forget that line it’s time to rip it up i’m feeling tough regurgitating the flows and sick them up
so much emotion look into my eyes you will find empty feelin’ of course i p-ssed off if i can’t make it, in hip hop kris cross and rick ross [?] sh-t songs, this sh-t’s wrong, what’s wrong with people it’s getting ridiculous and it’s making me sick on myself well of course i’m jealous i believe i can fly and my music has enormous propellers hoping for fortune and tell us why do i feel like i been left for dead [?]
so i’m asking myself, if i was having a melt down would you help now if i fell down, or, feeling like i’m being held down

[hook: the jokerr]
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they don’t know me at all (hey)
they might think they’re on to me (on to me)
but i’mma tell you they’re wrong (hey)
you don’t know me
you don’t have the first idea who i am
you you you don’t know me
you don’t know me at all
no

- the jokerr

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