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The Rapsody

Genres: Hip-Hop

Never Know Lyrics - The Rapsody

[Verse 1: Rapsody] 

Checking on my Twitter feed 

I throw a couple seeds in 

And hope you fucking feast food for your thoughts, boss 

A dime a dozen 

The naked truth like dimes on a king cover 

The mark is cousin, I couldn't cover unkindess 

Feeling a couple commas they come with, I'm your higness 

Respect that or you chest that line as they blank it out 

Then remember when you banking out 

Testing me like Apollo, ain't no clowns in house 

You see this tiger crouched 'bout to pounce on 'em 

Plan B's for the morning after 

And morning for those that gave in too early and live in dorment 

I'm feeling like the doorman, they all open for me 

I walk right through, the view of 100 stories 

And in despair I rise like where 

No matter the breaks, stairs I'm climbing 'em fair 

These wheels are like stationary, we move on 

But get what you'll never know, just know I'm the Don 

Dada that got you bothered, Korea and Obama 

I'm the threat to your persona of being ill 

But you wanna be still, enjoy your meals 

Ain't no [?] I'm just a rapper though 

Sacrifices that you'll never know 

Like loving friends and my kids stressing me about my ends 

To no end until I cop a Benz and rims 

But you'll never know 

 

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[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle] 

Yeah, they'll never understand the sacrifices 

Just now when we shop we don't ask the prices 

We look good too 'em, but it's double-sided 

No complaints just as long as the money piling 

Grinding, no breaks on the center stage 

Niggas ain't participate, can't get a plate 

Crooked nigga all my life, finally got it straight 

Took a nigga all his life, finally got his steak 

Never understand the process 

They speculate your lifestyle and don't count the losses 

Underestimate what it took to get it popping 

Like ain't almost lose my whole life on slow shit 

Looking forward never was an option 

Ended up running into everything besides it 

When everybody blinding, it's a real life logic 

The ones we said were crazy, we the brightest stars shining 

 

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[Verse 3: Ab-Soul] 

Yo - Soul 

Still caught up in the rap city 

Don't confuse my freedom of speech for apathy 

I prefer words like empathy or absolutely 

But actually my extensive vocabulary is blashpemy 

The more you know the more you wish you didn't 

The more I saw the more I wish I didn't have to see 

And I ain't chopping trees, just tryng to chop it up with you 

I heard that they copping my content across the continent 

The mic check 1-2's turned to checks I deposited 

And it ain't nothing wrong with checking into colleges 

All in all, know it adds up, staying positive 

That's common sense like water for chocolate 

Riding high with my dawgs, man, y'all tried to top it 

I kept the soul in the game, check your pulse 

Hit the beat with my flow 

I speak what I know, I reap what I sow 

Bear the fruits to my labor 

Diced pineapples on my right eye, I'll see you later 

I'm onto bigger things, I can't do it mini anymore 

Labels say I'm more marketable than a grocery store 

Got some dollars on my fix, I ain't broke anymore 

And it seem like don't nobody know me no more 

Somebody said ''Soul, did you sell your soul?'' 

And I could say yes or no 

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