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Who Knows music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
1985, 2021 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2021 Bucketstomp Productions
ain't Maybach by the way
Palmer Road, Two-Ten, What's up
From the bacc of my Cell
To the front of the jet
I'm getting bacc on my grind
I can't be fronting
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
by me, yeah
Who do you think you're fooling now?
I guess we never find it out.
Who do you think you're fooling now, now?
If only you, if only
For every mystery
There's someone
Somewhere who knows the truth
Perhaps that someone is listening
Perhaps that someone is you
Robert Stacks
Robert
quick and fatal
Make sure he isn't aware
Avoid a huge battle
And, my loyal soldiers, do not bother
With collateral damage
Those who will stay in our
Better Days
Robert Porembski
VERSE
Better days are comin’
For those who want them and those who care
They’re gonna turn your life around and pick
Real niggas ain't bad at it
These motherfuckers who owe me
Chopping off their head now
You love that hood that you represent
You bout that working
this passin' by life
Nobody knows but don't let it get you down
Nobody knows that we've been (foolin') fooling around
Wastin time there's no need to talk
Politicians incorporated
Controls that you can't see
Paid for by our sponsors
And you're praised for your greed
Those who pay will get a voice
No hope for you
and it's heavy
Tell you in pieces 'cause it's way too heavy
My diamonds, the choker is heavy
More life to give on demand, are you ready?
Who keep 'em
hay
You bitches wanna throw me
Up in Pelican's Bay
Call me an animal up in the system
But who's the animal that built this prison?
Who's the animal that
Reason you almost passed me by
What I was doing?
Who was I fooling?
I wasn't moving
Was never bold enough or wild enough
To get to win
All that's
Like damn it so clear, like who is you fooling
Who is you fooling like, who is you fooling like
Mirror mirror on the wall but I see the truth
I'm
not to bruise it
Buy time, don't lose it
The reflex is a lonely child, who's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in
not to bruise it
Buy time, don't lose it
The reflex is a lonely child, who's waiting by the park
The reflex is in charge of finding treasure in
a lonely child
Who's waiting by the park
The reflex is a door to finding
Treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover
Isn't that bizarre
Every
cool)
I feel like I'm the Messiah, a rebirth of creatures who bowing to the most high
They knees hurt from praying to the whats his face, begging
Still collect the mail and bank it like a truck that's armored
Though the game got me soured
Like half an Arnold Palmer
So pay my manager the purse...the
how a rapper that's intelligent sound
Who done mastered rap
To smash a cat on SMACK
I've been fiendin' since the Dizaster match
Your swagger rap is
Never address me as "Robert" unless it's 'bout that Dinero
Far from a hero, I ain't never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by these clothes, and zeros
It
kicked up a storm
Who big her up now me and robert and shaun
Whole heap of entertainer come come step pan me corn
Now she was a top ten lady from
admit I been tempted by drugs
I admit that I just need a hug (I)
I admit the devil talk to me sometimes
But the devil is not who I trust (yeah, not who
fucking hate that
Fuck that bitch ass nigga who made Drax
Fuck the Gaurdians of the Galaxy
Fuck that little bitty ass squirrel
Fuck that fucking big ass
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