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Chuck Gibbs-Know Ya Wrong Video (MV)




Performed By: Chuck Gibbs
Length: 2:05
Written by: David Gibbons




Chuck Gibbs - Chuck Gibbs-Know Ya Wrong Lyrics




Predicted myself to be the skydiver of high rhyming
Top shaman in which creating my waves is positive
Mother f*cker i was born to get, recognition from all this truth up in these raps i spit
Noticing major changes all up in this weather dawg
2:31a.m. where I'm at, reminiscent of where making the tunes began
Now i put most my time invested into scribbling them, and killing them
Man I'm tripping out, i really thought the days wouldn't be this way
Not to say in disbelief but to mention the
Dismay
Tryna travel and see most the world before my fate to leave
Keeping ambition, all that negative talk
Keep to a distance, i ain't hearing that
You people like producing lows so much, its a shame
Turn this 1960s Harold Melvin up on the jack
Youngin' always had his flavor, set to stand apart, keeping critics in awe
And these raps is all me, built from the ground, exhausting
Still go in deep like i am the bees knees, with vocal physique
U apologetic soon as u hit the scene
I'm smoking strong green, not really regretting anything that i speak
Trees and truth That be following me, ain't got to lie to nobody
Word is bond, the principle that's always been
Carrying me
Balls and my word, you obviously don't deserve no orderves
Step to the curb u herbs
Getting bred to splurge then stash the rest that i earn
U should consider it, know that i did that there... deliberate
On the low I'm sensing juju knowing u inconsiderate
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Predicted myself to be the skydiver of high rhyming
Top shaman in which creating my waves is positive
Mother f*cker i was born to get, recognition from all this truth up in these raps i spit
Noticing major changes all up in this weather dawg
2:31a.m. where I'm at, reminiscent of where making the tunes began
Now i put most my time invested into scribbling them, and killing them
Man I'm tripping out, i really thought the days wouldn't be this way
Not to say in disbelief but to mention the
Dismay
Tryna travel and see most the world before my fate to leave
Keeping ambition, all that negative talk
Keep to a distance, i ain't hearing that
You people like producing lows so much, its a shame
Turn this 1960s Harold Melvin up on the jack
Youngin' always had his flavor, set to stand apart, keeping critics in awe
And these raps is all me, built from the ground, exhausting
Still go in deep like i am the bees knees, with vocal physique
U apologetic soon as u hit the scene
I'm smoking strong green, not really regretting anything that i speak
Trees and truth That be following me, ain't got to lie to nobody
Word is bond, the principle that's always been
Carrying me
Balls and my word, you obviously don't deserve no orderves
Step to the curb u herbs
Getting bred to splurge then stash the rest that i earn
U should consider it, know that i did that there... deliberate
On the low I'm sensing juju knowing u inconsiderate
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Writer: David Gibbons
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