I Don’t Know

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Aasim - Rap

I Don’t Know

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[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 fuckin' 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 Nobody could stop me, nah I'm puttin' shit on lockdown, headed to the top now Only got one shot now, yeah I'm numb to that hate shit, I'm numb to the fake shit I've come for my greatness, uh Never wear another man's shoes, Grammys on my mantle I win 'cause I can't lose, never [Verse 2] Better be ready, I attack you like Reggie Mudeni Killer 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, niggas that pull the ballistics I'm tryna get 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 problems, if not, then probably 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 Nobody could stop me, nah I'm puttin' shit on lockdown, headed to the top now Only got one shot now, yeah I'm numb to that hate shit, I'm numb to the fake shit I've come for my greatness, uh Never wear another man's shoes, Grammys on my mantle I 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 scrape my knuckles, wrappin' up the kid in bundles And I've been waitin' subtle, mics I'm known to blaze a couple Fuck 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 [Chorus] I'm part of the concrete, I can hear your heartbeat Nobody could stop me, nah I'm puttin' shit on lockdown, headed to the top now Only got one shot now, yeah I'm numb to that hate shit, I'm numb to the fake shit I've come for my greatness, uh Never wear another man's shoes, Grammys on my mantle I win 'cause I can't lose, never

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  • Aasim