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Whispers
God dammit, I don’t know

Hold up. Know what? I don’t think I’m up for the grown up stuff
I’m a freaking mutt so I don’t know what
I’ve been or what I’m mean to be when my soul grows up
But I’m young at heart now. Am I immature in the dark? How?
I don’t wanna see what I wanna be, but I wanna be where my heart beat pounds
So I’ma do me and embarrass myself, I been a freak in a bearable hell
I’m a comedic and terrible tale, how can I keep up and care for my health?
Swear that I’m well, fearing I’m frail, scared as can be, I’m aware that I’ve failed
I don’t believe in a god that can keep me from promising I can believe in myself
So does that mean I’ve atoned? I don’t know
So does that mean I’m alone? I don’t know
Yo, emotion martyred in the moment
See honestly it’s hard for me because God dammit, I don’t know

Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
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God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
God dammit, I don’t know 

Hold up. Get this. I don’t think I’m up for the grown up shit
I been thinking nothing, I know what’s missed, but I don’t miss shit, and I’m so nonsensical
Piss and moan, but this syndrome is the best of all
Blessed to fall within a mess of my faults and I’ve messed up all this, but I’m dead wrong
So what am I doing? It’s futile in vain, so what if I’m stupid, I’m human, ashamed
It’s something I grew up with, through it I gained, a lucid confusion, elusive and strange
But who been to blame? Who can explain, the truth and then prove what I’m doing is sane?
Who can I do a communal entombment with? Who can I group with and who’s in the grave?
So does that mean I’m a ghost? I don’t know
So does that mean what I’ve been told? I don’t know
Yo, emotion martyred in the moment
See honestly it’s hard for me because God dammit, I don’t know

Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
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God dammit, I don’t know
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God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
God dammit, I don’t know 

No I don’t know what I’ve been
And though I focusing in, I’m not even close
So I can hope and pretend
And through my hopelessness, am I finally whole?
Yo...my mind is sober as sin
And though it’s no one’s intention, how do we cope?
And though I’m holding it in
I’m overflowing, emotions hiding below
So does that mean I’ve atoned? I don’t know
So does that mean I’m alone? I don’t know
Yo...emotion martyred in the moment
See honestly it’s hard for me because God dammit, I don’t know

Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
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God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
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God dammit, I don’t know
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
Know what? Nothing. Know what? Nothing
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God dammit, I don’t know

I Don't Know (prod. Nate WILL)

"Sauce is Matisse" is a rapper based in Charlottesville, VA inspired by both underground and mainstream music across all genres. His work showcases a sound between raw hip-hop and the most technical metal outfits.

After being described as a mental paradox, he was given the advice to “contain” that paradox in order to allow all sides of himself to coexist. He has done this through music.

Just a bald guy from Northeastern Pennsylvania, making hip hop his own way.