don't know ya name - kevin1100 lyrics
song: don’t know your name
artist: kevin1100
album: soul talk & ear candy
hook:
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
all these n-ggas look the same/
all these n-ggas look the same/
all these n-ggas look the same/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
all these b-tches look the same/
all these b-tches look the same/
all these b-tches look the same/
verse 1:
my name is, kevin1100 duh/
one with the puns, i got bread like a hundred ducks/
but we feed’em grapes , cuz it’s better on their stomach bruh/
just like a hoe, i mean, just let me hold visine/
my eyes are red the beat disguised as bed/
how i lay it down and pick it up…like a cell phone/
do you have reception, i’m not calling home/
i’m checking into mental wards/
the flow is cray, my mind is ill, i’m breaking ground/
in accord a honda, the speakers rattle from the sound/
found my niche, rappin’ bout a b-tch, and apocalypse/
soccer sh-t, just kicking it, until the earth is over/
slidin’ in a jeep, i don’t need no land rover/
i’m colder than a cobra out in dessert sands/
hotter than a penguin and a big ol’ hairy elephant/
in the ice age, you chase nuts then you fall in love/
ain’t no time for that/
fake love, should be a crime for that/
like 80 years i’d be fine with that, and some cake too/
bout 80 bands i’d be grateful, yeah 80 bands i’d be grateful/
hook:
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
all these n-ggas look the same/
all these n-ggas look the same/
all these n-ggas look the same/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
all these b-tches look the same/
all these b-tches look the same/
all these b-tches look the same/
verse 2:
red and yellow, black and white/
they are precious in his sight/
if i try with all my might/
i might f-ck around and get rich/
i might f-ck around make a hit/
i might f-ck around f-ck yo b-tch/
cuz mine ain’t stuck around for this sh-t/
well i wish and tell no kiss, but now i’m free/
don’t envy me, i don’t believe in l-u-v/
i spell it out and guard my heart/
i push to start then hopped on in/
popped the clutch to start engine/
gave it gas now we’re goin’
down the road to visit friends/
they’re selling dope to make their ends meet/
their hoes on their cycle like a 10-speed/
pedaling that work like where their friends be/
that’s pimping, that’s faithful, i take note/
i make beats, i spit dope, record that/
mix it down, make another beat for another rhyme spitting more facts/
got so high that i couldn’t feel my toes touch the ground/
got so high that my nose up in the sky inhaling clouds/
tell me why i’ve been working on my flow till it’s insane/
tell me why you don’t even know my name/
hook:
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
all these n-ggas look the same/
all these n-ggas look the same/
all these n-ggas look the same/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
they bro you ‘cause they don’t know your name/
all these b-tches look the same/
all these b-tches look the same/
all these b-tches look the same/
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