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All I Know [2013]
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Talib Kweli
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Bolo Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide) I see no way so I grind (So I grind) Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine You would've found another way But yet, you say we aren’t the same, but why? (But why?) Why-y? (It's Blood Money, baby) Started at the bottom, no I ain’t got no worries Gucci, Fendi, Prada, that’s all my b*t*h wearin' I’m industry, you in the street, ain’t no comparin' My Rolex got your b*t*h wet 'cause she keep on starin' I’m swaggin' on these b*t*hes, stuntin' on these n***as For all the hard time, I’m pourin' a lil' liquor My brother locked down, and I can’t go visit Convicted felon, so all I can do is sent pictures Hit—hit—hit the club and ball, me and my closet dog Wе do it for real, we don't fake Instagram pics, n***a, likе y’all White—white—white diamonds no flaw, L—L—Lamborghini, no top I’m ridin' with a China doll, and she ain’t on no drawers Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide) (2 Pistols) I see no way so I grind (So I grind) Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine You would've found another way But yet, you say we aren’t the same, but why? (But why?) Why-y? (Uh, Montana, yeah) Mad Max n***as on the bad batch Montana, Coke Boys, know we got the anthrax Coupe white, shorty mean, long hair, a** fat Dope boy, Coke Boys, hottest out, put that on your last stat Head shot, clear block, that’s fact Hit it then I slit it then I pa** that, fly in, take cab back Ballin' new Ferrari with the gla** back Everything you fightin' for, we had that, two shots, fast nap Shots are like my youthdom, two doors, we couped them Bad b*t*hes, loot them, talk birds, we moved them Get the purp' from Houston, get the smoke from Cali Coke Boys, we stylin', bad b*t*hes smilin', haaan Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide) I see no way so I grind (So I grind) Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine You would've found another way But yet, you say we aren’t the same, but why? (But why?) Why-y? (Uh) N***as know I kill sh*t, black suits fill the room You sealed your doom by stickin' to a point that you fail to prove (Uh) Life a corporate office and I started in the mailer room (Yeah) Do you worship Jesus or the cross that they nailed him to? Cussin' a like a sailor do, you heard the name of murder gang I'm created from a super storm, the hurricane, the illest line Gas expensive, talk is cheap so kosher fill the hawk, the beast The blast'll knock you off your feet, you bleed so much, you cough and leak Careful when you cross the street like little kids that's holdin' hands You scared of us, it's clear to us, your spirit crushed like soda cans I know some fans don't get it when I spit it on my street sh*t (Nah) But trust, these n***as need me and I'm bigger than a secret (Yeah) Never preachin' to the choir, reach it higher, seek your dialog 'Cause I'm a rider anyway you slice it, never write him off The best of all time, divine how I'm defined You can't see it through my eyes, but you could be it through my rhymes, yeah Woah-oh-woah, all I know is fast money and homicide (Homicide) I see no way so I grind (So I grind) Tell me what you would do if your life was just like mine You would've found another way But yet, you say we aren’t the same, but why? (But why?) Why-y?
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