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Know talent on the beat come on
The longest chapter in the book of life
The rhymes on your side now look alive
If you don't want to get left hook a right
Or go where niggas sell they soul for the hooker price
It's kind of grimy how he took his wife
And that deserves a choir peace intermission
And homeboy I know you want to kill him
But you got to let him go to a higher priest for his repenting
They tap out from the submission
Niggas living in suburbs to subdivisions
Become subject to judgment from f*ck ass niggas
Who bust nuts when they bust they triggers but look
The streets talking now the streets walking
Never find world peace but keep the piece on you
It's a voice for the hustlers and murderers
But who gone be the voice for the young black suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murderers
For my niggas way out in safe suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murders
And for my niggas way out in safe suburbia
Dig
Would you learn something would you burn something
Would you learn something would you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
They try to tell me what I don't need
Say I need to get out of Virginia but I won't leave
This is mo, Craig o, dub, doe
So it don't matter where the chips fall we connect 4
Underrated so they keep us under radars
Opinionated so they labeling me as the troublemaker
I'm killing niggas by the bundle on my Bundy shit
So to label me as the undertakers and understatement
They fold from the challenge I provide
If hip hop is dead the malice is alive
The talent I applied when they said I had no talent
Now that I know Jacob know talent kick a vibe
Kick a vibe young know talent kick a vibe
Kick a vibe bro know talent kick a vibe
And the rhymes on your side look alive
I'll show you the door and open it
I bet you won't look inside
This for my hustlers
My murderers
For my niggas way out in safe suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murders
And for my niggas way out in safe suburbia
Dig
Would you learn something would you burn something
Would you learn something would you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Blackmikemo - Burn Something Lyrics
Blackmikemo - Burn Something Lyrics
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Know talent on the beat come on
The longest chapter in the book of life
The rhymes on your side now look alive
If you don't want to get left hook a right
Or go where niggas sell they soul for the hooker price
It's kind of grimy how he took his wife
And that deserves a choir peace intermission
And homeboy I know you want to kill him
But you got to let him go to a higher priest for his repenting
They tap out from the submission
Niggas living in suburbs to subdivisions
Become subject to judgment from f*ck ass niggas
Who bust nuts when they bust they triggers but look
The streets talking now the streets walking
Never find world peace but keep the piece on you
It's a voice for the hustlers and murderers
But who gone be the voice for the young black suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murderers
For my niggas way out in safe suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murders
And for my niggas way out in safe suburbia
Dig
Would you learn something would you burn something
Would you learn something would you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
They try to tell me what I don't need
Say I need to get out of Virginia but I won't leave
This is mo, Craig o, dub, doe
So it don't matter where the chips fall we connect 4
Underrated so they keep us under radars
Opinionated so they labeling me as the troublemaker
I'm killing niggas by the bundle on my Bundy shit
So to label me as the undertakers and understatement
They fold from the challenge I provide
If hip hop is dead the malice is alive
The talent I applied when they said I had no talent
Now that I know Jacob know talent kick a vibe
Kick a vibe young know talent kick a vibe
Kick a vibe bro know talent kick a vibe
And the rhymes on your side look alive
I'll show you the door and open it
I bet you won't look inside
This for my hustlers
My murderers
For my niggas way out in safe suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murders
And for my niggas way out in safe suburbia
Dig
Would you learn something would you burn something
Would you learn something would you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Know talent on the beat come on
The longest chapter in the book of life
The rhymes on your side now look alive
If you don't want to get left hook a right
Or go where niggas sell they soul for the hooker price
It's kind of grimy how he took his wife
And that deserves a choir peace intermission
And homeboy I know you want to kill him
But you got to let him go to a higher priest for his repenting
They tap out from the submission
Niggas living in suburbs to subdivisions
Become subject to judgment from f*ck ass niggas
Who bust nuts when they bust they triggers but look
The streets talking now the streets walking
Never find world peace but keep the piece on you
It's a voice for the hustlers and murderers
But who gone be the voice for the young black suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murderers
For my niggas way out in safe suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murders
And for my niggas way out in safe suburbia
Dig
Would you learn something would you burn something
Would you learn something would you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
They try to tell me what I don't need
Say I need to get out of Virginia but I won't leave
This is mo, Craig o, dub, doe
So it don't matter where the chips fall we connect 4
Underrated so they keep us under radars
Opinionated so they labeling me as the troublemaker
I'm killing niggas by the bundle on my Bundy shit
So to label me as the undertakers and understatement
They fold from the challenge I provide
If hip hop is dead the malice is alive
The talent I applied when they said I had no talent
Now that I know Jacob know talent kick a vibe
Kick a vibe young know talent kick a vibe
Kick a vibe bro know talent kick a vibe
And the rhymes on your side look alive
I'll show you the door and open it
I bet you won't look inside
This for my hustlers
My murderers
For my niggas way out in safe suburbia
This for my hustlers
My murders
And for my niggas way out in safe suburbia
Dig
Would you learn something would you burn something
Would you learn something would you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Could you learn something could you burn something
Writer: Michael Morris
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid