Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Know Me Well, artist - Reef The Lost Cauze & Bear-OneAlbum song Furious Styles, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Soulspazm
Song language: English
You Know Me Well |
Set 'em niggas raised the banners up |
I carry canisters the size of San Fri', Atlanta |
It’s the amateur, how your pop feel his son is a faggot? |
Planting my seed in your girl, now she the mother of dragon |
Clowns to the left, jokers to the right |
I left a path of dead rappers strangled with broke mics |
Take it back to that M.O.P. |
— Cold As Ice |
If you beat everyone already, who are you supposed to fight? |
Challengers explode like the NASA rocket |
'Cause they ain’t know the mutherfuckin' time like bad watches |
I drop mad projects, they all ill |
I summon brothers, come for you |
They all will |
Who did y’all rob? |
Who did y’all kill? |
Silence — like a fucking mime in Vaudeville |
I put your pride through a sawmill |
Y’all don’t deserve the remains of a dog’s meal, so dog chill |
I speak in a tongue called elephant |
My brain is a device not fully developed yet |
What you hearing is the prototype |
Before you wager against me ask if you can afford your life? |
Yeah, you know me well |
The god said that they owe me hell |
I’m the outlaw Josey Wales |
No heaven above, no hell beneath me |
No man can kill me, no bitch can keep me |
Don’t be afraid child, please come and look |
The journal that holds my rhymes is called The Jungle Book |
Shere Khan, weed white, beer bronze |
I used to be afraid of my power — the fear’s gone |
So now all of those who were dead challenge |
Left screaming in the back as I’m tearing the Bear’s ballads |
You go to brunch meetings and eat pear salads |
I won’t deny my feelings of hate, 'cause they valid |
I have a rare palate; |
taste unparallel |
The weight of the world on my back, but I wear it well |
The secret of success, what is there to tell? |
If you fail to prepare, then you must prepare to fail |
I’m spitting ill, the fist be my hammer |
The question of who the illest? |
This be the answer |
There is no madness |
There is no method |
Yours truly, Lost Cause the lion and the leopard |
Yeah, you know me well |
The god said that they owe me hell |
I’m the outlaw Josey Wales |
No heaven above, no hell beneath me |
No man can kill me, no bitch can keep me |