Not Like You

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K21 - Rap

Not Like You

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[Verse 1] I got a few little secrets I'd like to be kept First off, I wanna know where my childhood went It's in the distance, so I wanna just wring life at the neck The sight o' success never wants to sign for regret Minutes pass, and I'm feelin' like my life ain't in check Tired from stress, I'm fightin' until I am the best What's a man gotta do to get a sign o' respect? 'Cause the law of the jungle been blinded by meds What's love got to do with a shove and a bruise? Huh? That's what I thought 'til I done it to you But I'm tryna stay afloat whеn the summer is blue Cash is low, but wе still seem to suck up the booze as a Way to heal, way to vent But that ain't the best way to pay the rent Save a cent? I'm better off to place some bets And hold my fate in a table and pray to death, c'mon! [Chorus] You wanna have a little piece o' mind? I bought a plate o' food for thought, this is feedin' time Forty hours a week, brain dead, slavin' technology Raised in monotony where pain is the odyssey How can I say that I'm not like you When every job I do has lost, high views? I won't get outta the kitchen, but this is not my stew So keep ya mouth shut or hang and wear this not tied noose [Post-Chorus] Keep ya mouth shut or hang and wear this not tied noose Keep ya mouth shut or hang and wear this not tied noose Keep ya mouth shut or hang and wear this not tied noose Keep ya mouth shut! So keep ya mouth shut! [Verse 2] I gave a long kiss goodnight to those lost in the fight Of a grip of anything sane, now zombies of life Public transport frequent, lost to the light All for one, one for all, be as cold as the ice Driftin' into a land with some bricks in my hand Tryna build a house of promise while you sit and just glance I was the boy in class who you'd point and laughed at But then jumped on my sack and asked cats for my last track But then there's some that say I rhyme too vexed I just guess I just do what I do best A vagabond tryna scrounge a piece of hope Brush the dirt off the tombstone and clean my clothes Yeah, that made me strong, build up all the hate I'm on Standin' free on my own land that they can't bomb It's a late night song, depression made us strong For all the ones who can't wait until the days are gone [Chorus] You wanna have a little piece o' mind? I bought a plate o' food for thought, this is feedin' time Forty hours a week, brain dead, slavin' technology Raised in monotony where pain is the odyssey How can I say that I'm not like you When every job I do has lost, high views? I won't get outta the kitchen, but this is not my stew So keep ya mouth shut or hang and wear this not tied noose You wanna have a little piece o' mind? I bought a plate o' food for thought, this is feedin' time Forty hours a week, brain dead, slavin' technology Raised in monotony where pain is the odyssey How can I say that I'm not like you When every job I do has lost, high views? I won't get outta the kitchen, but this is not my stew So keep ya mouth shut or hang and wear this not tied noose

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  • K21