Knock Da Hustle
• Written by UnKnowNVirus
Verse 1
I've been told to grow up so I've grown/ so lyrically ill have all your minds blown/ now im on my own, forgetting people I once known/
Why you may ask cuz they turned out fakes/ should have seen the slithering snakes
Friends that claim they friends but don’t got your back in the end/ leave you left for dead and on your own to defend
Been deserted cuz I took a puff or two/ when I make it they’ll come back for a buck or two
Should have known the friendship is weak compared to an addiction/ is life real, fake, made up fiction/ even a dictionary can’t provide my life with a definition
This world is getting dumber and dumber/ cuz we got people killing over color/ Crip kill a blood, blood kill a Crip/ life’s a movie and humans are the horror flick
I swear I’ve been living not more than a made up fantasy / where dictatorship is under the name of democracy
I’m just an open wound waiting to be infected cuz no one bothers to cure me/ I wonder if I die would they bother to bury me/I wanna die known so I’ll be in my casket as they carry me/die a hero so they pass my story for me
See I’m high as hell right now/ see I’m high as hell right now/ if I’m high as hell doesn’t that mean I’m still underneath/ yet I wait for hell in a casket 6 feet dee
Im just a fire lit with in a bungle of ashes/I wanna rest in peace so my new bed is my casket/Finally a sleep dreaming mind in pretty deep/ literally cuz I’m at rest 6 feet underneath
My 16 bars will have you flying to the gates of hell/ ill Drone my enemies and like Obama win a noble
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Verse 3
Life is a dream cuz nothing in this world is everlasting/ I can feel the world falling apart I can feel it collapsing
We’re going back to the age where people killed each other for survival/ the future could have destroyed us, sent us back to the past, it could be a cycle/ which is on repeat until we stop revolving issues using a rifle/ we won’t admit it but Hitler became our idol/
I’ll admit that I’m guilty cuz I don’t want no judge to judge me/ cuz that judge aint perfect, ill let the superior god judge me/
Next time someone tells you to be perfect tell umm you human you aint bound to go for perfection/ cuz if you wanna be perfect then you better let that become your only profession/
You’ll try too hard and give yourself concussion/Life is illustrated and made up of illusions/ they said death aint the answer cuz it’s my only solution
The key question everyone wonders is what is life/ it don’t matter as long as you know what is wrong and what’s right/ and your mind aint thinking like the third Reich/ then you should be fine in this life
Life’s short one moment you healthy the other you on life support/ life changes one moment you in school, the other you stealing and in court/
They said the word of the people matter, so I let people debate me, contemplating me, hate me, and now in a sense I got them to even help me /They told me my mind was to unpredictable/ if that’s the case, well I just written out my own gospel
Taking words out of it like I’m spiritually spitting from the bible/Jews kill Jesus I’m a take that a little personal/ yet I got homies waiting for this man’s arrival
My soul is on fire, its lit, don’t that mean hell is inside of it/
I got people listen to me like im a prophet/ this world has come to the point where people only live to profit/ so they lost all the positive only to fill up their wallet
This world can’t agree on much anymore such as evolution/ so just add an R and you can start a revolution
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UnKnowNVirus
Member since November 26 2014