We Don't Know Shit
Thank you for coming out
I said, thank you for coming out
'Preciate the love
But tonight we about to experience
A f*ckin' journey
Through smoke, through love
Through mystery, through knowledge
Through memories, through college
We Don't Know Shit...
Y-y-y-y-yooo
You mothaf*ckas whole planet is fake
I'm sprintin' round these little villages acquiring cake
The sentimentalist who's mental is inspired by fate
I'm sportin' plain colored crewnecks while high as a plane
It's the king hypnotist
Rap sicker than ill patients
Still playing all my old shit cause I'm proud of my patience
The concept of knowing anything in life is basic
No one knows Lync because I show different faces
Taste amazing like I spent the day baking
I'm the safe haven when it comes to rapping like the greatest
The X-rated pest is back with bold phrases
You blame your lack of dopeness on 'going through phases'
Lync the hip-hop head's #1 favorite
Paint the opps red cause red dots are not meant to save us
It's the hot spittin', knowledge ridden answer to ya prayers
My whole wardrobe is still old clothes from Savers
Lucid thinking, Stanley Kubrick mimicking
It's him again
Dismember them
Remember me?
I warned you I would finish them
Wash up all these fish, swimmin' on a hallucinogen
This symphony is cool as shit, I need me the acoustic mix
You could find me up in the whip with all the accouterments
You muhf*ckas are DOOMed
Like Madlib produced my newest shit
Used to, now I can't give a f*ck bout designer fits
This boy is bout as rude as the dude who induced Rihanna's hit
F*ck all my obligations, I only make time for this
If not, I'm prolly burning some pot just so I could write this shit
Knowledge on these topics is crucial, take my enlightenment
Been on a mental journey since the second that my eyes were red
Long as I'm spittin', I don't need no hits
I'm takin' headshots like bitch Go Pro this
Once this shit drop, the homies even bout to throw fits
So welcome to my mindset, We Don't Know Shit
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We Don't Know Shit
Thank you for coming out
I said, thank you for coming out
'Preciate the love
But tonight we about to experience
A f*ckin' journey
Through smoke, through love
Through mystery, through knowledge
Through memories, through college
We Don't Know Shit...
Y-y-y-y-yooo
You mothaf*ckas whole planet is fake
I'm sprintin' round these little villages acquiring cake
The sentimentalist who's mental is inspired by fate
I'm sportin' plain colored crewnecks while high as a plane
It's the king hypnotist
Rap sicker than ill patients
Still playing all my old shit cause I'm proud of my patience
The concept of knowing anything in life is basic
No one knows Lync because I show different faces
Taste amazing like I spent the day baking
I'm the safe haven when it comes to rapping like the greatest
The X-rated pest is back with bold phrases
You blame your lack of dopeness on 'going through phases'
Lync the hip-hop head's #1 favorite
Paint the opps red cause red dots are not meant to save us
It's the hot spittin', knowledge ridden answer to ya prayers
My whole wardrobe is still old clothes from Savers
Lucid thinking, Stanley Kubrick mimicking
It's him again
Dismember them
Remember me?
I warned you I would finish them
Wash up all these fish, swimmin' on a hallucinogen
This symphony is cool as shit, I need me the acoustic mix
You could find me up in the whip with all the accouterments
You muhf*ckas are DOOMed
Like Madlib produced my newest shit
Used to, now I can't give a f*ck bout designer fits
This boy is bout as rude as the dude who induced Rihanna's hit
F*ck all my obligations, I only make time for this
If not, I'm prolly burning some pot just so I could write this shit
Knowledge on these topics is crucial, take my enlightenment
Been on a mental journey since the second that my eyes were red
Long as I'm spittin', I don't need no hits
I'm takin' headshots like bitch Go Pro this
Once this shit drop, the homies even bout to throw fits
So welcome to my mindset, We Don't Know Shit
Thank you for coming out
I said, thank you for coming out
'Preciate the love
But tonight we about to experience
A f*ckin' journey
Through smoke, through love
Through mystery, through knowledge
Through memories, through college
We Don't Know Shit...
Y-y-y-y-yooo
You mothaf*ckas whole planet is fake
I'm sprintin' round these little villages acquiring cake
The sentimentalist who's mental is inspired by fate
I'm sportin' plain colored crewnecks while high as a plane
It's the king hypnotist
Rap sicker than ill patients
Still playing all my old shit cause I'm proud of my patience
The concept of knowing anything in life is basic
No one knows Lync because I show different faces
Taste amazing like I spent the day baking
I'm the safe haven when it comes to rapping like the greatest
The X-rated pest is back with bold phrases
You blame your lack of dopeness on 'going through phases'
Lync the hip-hop head's #1 favorite
Paint the opps red cause red dots are not meant to save us
It's the hot spittin', knowledge ridden answer to ya prayers
My whole wardrobe is still old clothes from Savers
Lucid thinking, Stanley Kubrick mimicking
It's him again
Dismember them
Remember me?
I warned you I would finish them
Wash up all these fish, swimmin' on a hallucinogen
This symphony is cool as shit, I need me the acoustic mix
You could find me up in the whip with all the accouterments
You muhf*ckas are DOOMed
Like Madlib produced my newest shit
Used to, now I can't give a f*ck bout designer fits
This boy is bout as rude as the dude who induced Rihanna's hit
F*ck all my obligations, I only make time for this
If not, I'm prolly burning some pot just so I could write this shit
Knowledge on these topics is crucial, take my enlightenment
Been on a mental journey since the second that my eyes were red
Long as I'm spittin', I don't need no hits
I'm takin' headshots like bitch Go Pro this
Once this shit drop, the homies even bout to throw fits
So welcome to my mindset, We Don't Know Shit
Writer: Lync Lone
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid