The Knowmads - The KnewBook ∞ The Love lyrics

Verse 1: (Wilson) You should have known i was sick from the start Give me a beat and a minute see me rip it apart No need for silly gimmicks we live for this art Guarantee they gonna feel it when i spit from the heart Watch arteries burst as i target each verse Still a part of me hurts weighs as hard as these words Its like walking d**h row when you start with the first For the next twenty seconds every bar it gets worse Closer and closer to life being over My hold on the mic put the stripes on my shoulder My soul was on ice and my writing was colder But thats my steez our style my culture Buying the fire supplying the purple Ready to ride by my side like a holster You ready to die say hi to the vultures Up in the sky as they fly in a circle But lifes a b**h and thats how it goes So buy a whip and a pound of dro And bounce out quick in a cloud of smoke With most of it comin out my nose See ain't it strange how problems pa**? Like Andy Dufrain i clawed and scratched Put all this pain up on my back When y'all complain b**h i just laugh Switchin lanes Livin fast Think ive changed kiss my a** Im still the same just switched my cash Now i get paid two sh** on tracks One foot in the game No more flippin a pack Nothing above the money made for me spittin on wax My veins pumpin octane with the flick of a match We'll all burst into flames if you took it as gas But really who could you blame The kids in my cla**? Cuz no one knew my name and I'd sit in the back Don't try to say cuz i listen to rap Done met mary jane been twistin it fat Rather that than the cane hollow tips in a mack Stayin strapped all day extra clips and a mask On the strip where they slang from that piff to the crack My cities slow to change but quick to react Chorus: (Tai-Loon) I got some sh** up on my mind Like yall dont even know its the desicions that we make We either fade away or grow Keep it real or keep it fake Blowin up or simmer slow I swear I'll never turn my back when I'm walkin down this road So tell my fam that I'll be back They heard that sh** before But I'll never turn my back When I'm walkin through this door The city on my back even when I'm gone I got this city on my back even if it break my bones Verse 2: (Pepe) Who's fresher than pep the kid? Dudes step then a cleft your lip Lose your rep tryin to test the wiz Blow blunts to this jester sh** Was I destined to be desperate? Wrestlin daily with the rest of this The company I keep be the best of this Seattlites waitin for their exodus Satellites linked to your car antenna Thinking bout the future gets hard to remember Dead man walkin to a bar in Ravenna with his heart on his palm that he carved in the center Mendicant alms Putting out his arms Crying to be heard so i put him in a song Dying inside when I'm living it so wrong Hiding in the d** and the buzz prolongs And they say that the rhymes getting played out Cuz the dynasty ROC'ed up and YE'd out Fake crews wanna talk in the place loud Whack rappers getting socked in the face now Lil wayne is a lame a** rock star Put the burner to his tracks like a box car I don't care what you earned in the pop charts Coast up you'll get burned like a pop tart Dead kings are the saddest things like Lebron being the best but he has no rings Cuz this life is a scramble a gamble a flame and a torch and a candle Sippin on a handle Sittin on the porch with the vandals All your plans get aborted and cancelled All your mans need to forfeit the ransom Of course she wanna come shorty stay with the magnums Used to hang around villians Revolving like fans on the ceiling i'd feel so dumb Most dudes who talk about guns are really too p**y to k** someone Used to hang around villians Revolving like fans on the ceiling i'd feel so dumb Most dudes who talk about guns are really too p**y to k** someone