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Singles


Artist: Hypothetical
Total songs: 4
Year:

Knockout Lyrics - Singles - Hypothetical

Verse 1: 

 

I think I started in the 10th Grade, Dikembe Mutombo 

And ever since I graduated it's been hard to stay humble 

My teacher listen, I'll get the MBA and start my business 

I had a lot to say so write a sentence 

 

Aw Yeah, got my rhymes and my sickness 

On time wouldn't miss this, divine intervention I meant it 

The lines I injected, were possible endings 

To everything I ever thoughts was handed 

 

The bottom is bending and pushing the limited further 

Every time I'm depending on radical statements determined 

There's a lot of you winded, the current is pushing you under 

I'm on fire, sedated, the brain of the patient is stirred up 

 

And uh, mother fucker you just think you're different 

Yeah bitch thought I told you all the secret lesson 

Stop speaking with a stigmatism never blessing 

Stop reading with an indecision, PMSing 

 

So let's fuck to Hypothetical, a medical substance 

Petty merry go around, spinning in the dungeon 

Got a little bit odd, then turned the page to the public 

I'm cutting up the onion, bout to peel it back now 

 

Verse 2: 

 

I got a story to tell, but I'll start with indecision 

I've been flexing for a minute and it started in the kitchin 

I've been ripping shit up, take the fist out the cuffs 

Need the system to bump, got your sister to fuck, and what? 

 

Just the butt for now, I mess around 

but no one found the man in town was here to take another crown 

And just as you were sitting down to dinner going pound for pound 

You thought that you could eat? I thought you had your turn to speak 

 

I guess not. Oh you putting in a verse a week, and you hot? 

There's a lot of fish just fighting to breathe, and I'm caught? 

I got women moaning all my verses on their knees 

Place another red carpet underneath their feet 

 

So I can walk down, got the hawk bound 

All the peons don't agree on anything I talk about 

Never lean on anything unless it's all sound 

Best to start with going all out 

 

Best to harvest in everything you can't live without 

Just the thought of it I never really had a doubt 

The curtain's falling, give my arteries to hear the crowd 

I'm bleeding slowly but at least I'll never let you down