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buk & dawreck - they know wassup كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: dawreck]
all i spit is classic, my flow so d_mn schizophrenic
complicated, intricate, it’s insane when i straight get to spazzin’
is it magic? macgyver spittin’ fire like it’s a dragon
kickin’ asses for hire, we’ll toe tag ’em to get the cabbage
stretchin’ ’em out like elastic, guessin’ plastic was in his fabric
movin’ slow as molasses, speedin’ past ’em to get the bag
and sh_t is scandalous but i don’t care ’cause i’m from a different planet
come in your party, drop a f_ckin’ body and instagram it
get it d_mn it, listen dummy, this is damage, get a bandage
’cause i don’t give a f_ck ’bout your disadvantage
this is for you and any of your crew, watch them n_ggas scatter
they talkin’ sh_t, gettin’ big_headed, don’t get it splattered
and f_ck all that chitter chatter, blasé blasé, skip the rambling
get it crackin’ if it’s action they want then don’t dilly dally
it can happen right now, i promise, no problem
i’mma put my little hitters on him and i have ’em rackin’ in their robbins
i got that dope, shout out my n_ggas that be constantly coppin’
n_gga push that coke, why the f_ck a n_gga want to be out here
constantly starvin’, n0body want to be broke, show me who colder
b_tch, i spit that ebola, got that fresh off the boat
yola for ya, no baking soda, they know what’s up

[chorus]
they might act like they don’t, but they do, they know what’s up
they might act like they don’t, but they do, they know what’s up
they might act like they don’t, but they do, they know what’s up
them n_ggas know what’s up

[verse 2: buk]
all i spit is magma, hot fire, dylan, the cadavers pile up
i pile on more madness, what hip hop need right now
i write up a catastrophe slash ass whippin’ slash a d_mn lashin’
for the b_st_rds that’s lookin’ but don’t see what i see right now
i can only hear certain sh_t, mostly the money what they workin’ with
none of these n_ggas don’t want no trouble
despite all their words and sh_t
doubt it’ll ever get through to them
i remain connected, signals and bars
clear perspective, p. miller, no limit with ours
exquisite, bizzare
what me and dawreck are doin’ here is reintroducin’ you
to the reason to reach for computers and cl!ck on them links in the future
reasonably, it’s just like floatin’ and breathin’ and blinkin’ inside of the ink pen
livin’ in a song, ain’t no thinkin’, this what i do bruh
season for lyrics, to some degree and to some extent
it’s just something a little bit different
salute the accomplishment
to the people that understand all the ignit sh_t i’mma spit
and this some of that drama ward, triple dark, psychodrama sh_t
’bout them commas predominantly
winter, fall, spring and summer sh_t
headed my way with that bs
your f_ckin’ head is what i’mma split
and i promise this dominance to remain forever without dumbin’ sh_t down for these dummies that’s dumb as sh_t
this that number you son_of_b_tch
they know what’s up

- buk dawreck

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