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LYRICS

Yknow,
Sometimes, 
These people think they know you, but in fact, they only know about the parts that you wanna show em. And the worst part of it is they judge you off of that alone. 
So lemme ask you, watchu know? 
Watchu know? 

Watchu know about all the sleepless nights, 
Never eating right, and the rent is due, so they kill the lights
Peace of mind, some ease in life, you can have it all i just need a slice

It's real life, never was I somebody to put on a show
Fuck a facade, Isaiah Rashad in this shit with eyry fucking thing I done wrote
Fuck a mask, I go wolf widda flow, fuck scraps, I'm stacking up dough
Fruits of my labor ready for harvest, ain't no telling how far I could go, huh

My last drop was an interlude, 
Just had to go check on my inner mood
Cause a lotta motherfuckers been pretty rude
Got me guessing that hate is sinner food

But das what they do in fear of ya
When they never could match widda skill in ya
You in the wrong dimensions, Obi Wan
But since you're in mine, betta show me, son

I'm Reminding y'all widdis quick snippet 
Make you Illicit how ill is it
To be me, flowin heavily, like a leaky spigot
Bars breaking em weight limits

different, one of a kind I'm bespoke 
The Spirit of gods I evoke
Evo-lution been a friend of me
best in this shit what I plan to be

Plant a seed, inside of your minds, 
Sharks don't thrive when the water confined
Swallow your pride, marry the grind
You finna survive, give it the time,
UHH. 

what u know (prod. skeptics.)

LYRICS

Ima give errthing to this game I don't care what I get back
I ain't scared of the setback
Comin with the mentality and the dexterity of a veteran Spetsnaz

Nah, nah, nah that was practice 
Let's do it right

Ooh, you better move
Ooh, you better move
Pull out my whip, on 22s
Not talking cars, this what they used

To fuck Jesus up, bitch you betta flee
This 22 feet, on minimal reach
Nodding they head, all the homies agree, that
I'm a fucking fiend when I snap on a beat

couldn't care 'nuff fo yo wack movement
Oh u new era? snap back, stupid
New shit got em cats movin? 
Like a handshake, we adapt (a dap) to it

I been riding round with my head down but my thoughts flow all up in the clouds
Tongue slash like a razor, kid
You ain't even equipped man, to raise a kid

Internet go ham when jump on a track, 
like Jigga in Paris 
Diggin em gems and I never look back
Synapses go fast like Ageras

Son of a God but im a devil inside
when the beat drop down I be comin alive
Man i come with the strength you can never deny
I'm packed with a full clip spraying the lines

Rhyme pad packed like a semi automatic
hittin everybody like it's rush hour traffic
I piece it all together though my thoughts come erratic
I slaughter with my Death Notes, I work calligraphic

I'm Kerchak, a silverback, bangin on my chest
Stayin on my grind til the cash comes correct
Tracin life backwards so them dots can connect
I never knew that all my stutter steps cause a butterfly effect

Verified, I don't need em blue checks
Certified, you know clearly who's next
On the line, you know who to dial
When it's crunch time like Kobe Bryant

Just felt I had to say that shit
Cause he the reason fo the way that I spit
Deadly venom, issa mark of the Mamba
Lemme get em, all the racks and the commas

I work on time's other side, always been the case

With the hunger I got, added up with the skill, 
Ion need a wish bus for an easy meal
All these new cats are an easy kill
All my shit earned hard (Earnhardt) like the fella Dale
I'm like Tunechi times 2 with the skill
On God, what I do Parallel (pair of lil) 

All my brothers to the left side
They be goin like woah
All my ladies in the right side
They be goin like woah
All the haters in the back ground
They be going like woah
They be going like woah
All these mother fuckers they be going like woah! 

Betta step away cause you a featherweight
You ain't ready yet so you better wait
Been a hungry dog, I gotta hella plate
And I'm packing a nine like one plus eight

But if you insist I'll considerate
I'm a twist you up into a figure 8
Chop your body up into different shapes
Then imma serve your parts on a dinner plate

Is that too much?
(Nah man) 
Nah? Okay

If I hear you one more time making comments
A bullet to the head you be forgotten
So tread slow and proceed with caution
I'm a make you pray that Ama Namin

Tread slow and proceed with caution
I'm a make you pray that Ama Namin

If u ain't with me, while I was in a two wheel honda
Don't ask for loose change, when I get to three commas, man

Anyway, that's like strip club money, man, 
That's a lotta thought (thot) for the day

TURN UP

abstrakk