| Since I knocked the world off its axis
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| People wanna ask us for a special kinda access
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| Problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| Rappers run up and give me dap, mad strong
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| Saying they been waiting long like, «We gotta do a song»
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| Yeah, but the problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| (We don’t believe you, you need more people)
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| Y.O.D.'s a student of the game, we passed the class
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| Cause nobody could read you dudes like he do
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| These cats is jaded, tryna do what Jay did
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| Wasting studio time, getting faded
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| Said you had a classic, that shit was C-graded
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| Get degraded and I don’t worry about karma from cats we’ve shaded
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| Sky’s the limit, my life shines bright, no matter who tries to dim it
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| Shit hits hard, whether you’re in Brooklyn or in Decatur
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| Your music’s just an indicator of a shitty ass time in rap
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| Escape the ringtone era and now they peddling apps
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| Old Droog is the best, keep it real, B
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| That’s why he got that seven figure deal, figgadeal me?
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| He once took a lesbian on a date, the present day great
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| Everything I say resonate
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| Since I knocked the world off its axis
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| People wanna ask us for a special kinda access
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| Problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| Rappers run up and give me dap, mad strong
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| Saying they been waiting long like, «We gotta do a song»
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| Yeah, but the problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| (We don’t believe you, you need more people)
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| I’m just killing off rappers and making space
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| They’re more concerned with documenting what’s taking place
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| Then what’s taken place, they don’t come to work
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| They come to imitate, fade to black and make funny faces
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| Whenever their producers play the track
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| I’m the opposite, barely even know what we got on air
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| Comatose when I’m not on air
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| As long as I’m caking and can afford to go on vacation
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| I care less if I’m boring in a social situation
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| Who wants to be the life of the party?
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| Or after life of the after party
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| And I don’t make music for no party
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| Just for my dudes and chicks who got in 2006
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| And got buried in Ed Hardy
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| You hardly hit me up when I wore them same
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| Milli Vanilli SB’s and black and red Airmaxes, practice for years
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| I don’t think you really know how sharp the rhyme axe is
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| Since I knocked the world off its axis
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| People wanna ask us for a special kinda access
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| Problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| Rappers run up and give me dap, mad strong
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| Saying they been waiting long like, «We gotta do a song»
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| Yeah, but the problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| (We don’t believe you, you need more people)
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| Shhh, quiet, I play it low like Iranians calling they self Persians
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| Dude would change the subject, deflect it and divergent
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| So don’t even try to cast dispersions, son
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| My rough’s iller than your mastered versions
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| Old Droog joints was getting recorded non-stop
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| With no filter on the mic, you knew it was gonna pop
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| I don’t make music for mass consumption
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| Why you got that makeup on, you masking something?
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| 'Far as showcasing my repertoire, I kept it raw
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| I tried to smooth it out, it felt like we was diluted
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| Had me ready to throw a riot
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| And die looting amongst these rap mutants, hollering and hooping
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| Doing finger guns, but who they shooting?
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| Hardly ever get computers 'puting
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| They putting off while I put in work, I’m like Putin
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| Since I knocked the world off its axis
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| People wanna ask us for a special kinda access
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| Problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| Rappers run up and give me dap, mad strong
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| Saying they been waiting long like, «We gotta do a song»
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| Yeah, but the problem is, we don’t know you, we don’t know you
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| (We don’t believe you, you need more people) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Don't Know You , by - Your Old Droog. Song from the album The Nicest - EP, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп