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what you know about / 1-800-ransom - king skam lyrics

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(intro)
yeah, yeah skam!
hah!

(chorus)
what you know bout being broke
what you know bout selling dope
what you know bout losing hope
what you know about

what you know bout losing people
what you know bout losing freedom
what you know bout picking up the pieces
what you know about?

(verse 1)
my best friend died, bet you didn’t know that (right?)
i didn’t even have the guts to say goodbye
cus i feel like it was my fault and in a way it really was
sometimes i wonder, why the lord took my brother under

back when i was younger, my grandma died
but i don’t have to rap about it, you already knew that (right?)
did you know, she had a decease called cancer
when you asked your mother what she had, she ain’t giving no answers

did you know that sh-t k!lled me (inside?)
severely depressed, but it’s all between my ears (right?)
f-ck outta my face, saying smoking k!lls
don’t speak to me unless you spoken to (b-tch!)

what you know bout losing people you care for
made me wonder bout the purpose i’m here for
i don’t need your complaints, cus the fact remains
that you don’t know what struggle is, if it hit you in the face

(chorus)
what you know bout being broke
what you know bout selling dope
what you know bout losing hope
what you know about

what you know bout losing people
what you know bout losing freedom
what you know bout picking up the pieces
what you know about?

(verse 2)
i’ve sold drugs, so i could pay for my grandma’s bills
but you thought you knew me (right?)
thought i was influenced by rap music, searching for a different (high!)
thought i was a bad guy when i beat some kids up, but you didn’t knew they were bullies (right?)

tried to shove me in my locker, said some funny stuff about my dead brother, but you said i was only seeking for attention
why do boys gotta act like boys all the (time)
thought i skipped my cl-sses cus i was indulged in (crime)

quick to make -ssumptions but you never saw my baggage (right)
and you thought you really had me figured (out)
but b-tch, what you know about struggle
leave me the f-ck (alone), your worst experience is the wrong color of your iphone

(chorus x2)
what you know bout being broke
what you know bout selling dope
what you know bout losing hope
what you know about

what you know bout losing people
what you know bout losing freedom
what you know bout picking up the pieces
what you know about?

1-800-ransom:

jason, what the f-ck? why the f-ck aren’t you answering your phone?
i left you messages, man! your songs are mixed, they’re mastered, looks like you don’t give a sh-t anymore, the f-ck is up

-shut up, jason is safe and sound, for now- (what the f-ck do you mean?)
-i need 5 million in unmarked bills by tomorrow night- (who the f-ck are you?)
-no cops involved, or i’mma put a cap in your friend- (aye, man what the f-ck?)
-hmmm, hmmm- (jason???!)
-shut up- (what the f-)
– drop off the suitcase near the traintracks, tomorrow night, or else- (aye man wait…, h-llo? aww man, f-ck!)

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