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not like us - knox hill lyrics

[verse 1]
narrative manipulator, non*fiction imitator
drama instigator, simulator for the paper
family lies run deep into ya lines
a predator, you predicate fakes
let’s talk about your mother fakin’ medicaid claims
it’s sick you take advantage while you designate gains
playin’ victim on our tax dollars, delegate blame
you the black uncle sam pointin’ finger to obtain
sh*t, you both frauds
mari spoke the truth when he called you a con
guess it runs in the family, you both got bars
prison time, picture time, sit and smile
how’s the tea? i know you wanna get a mug shot
snitch, you ain’t a gunner, why you talkin’ ’bout a thug? stop
anything to get rico, you evil for the payroll
tu no еres la cultura, solo eres un pеndejo
give this man a tony, sellin’ lies like it’s yayo
you a*hole, wire money to my mole, that’s play*doh
got a leek and a leech
suck it up, f*ck it up like a freak on the sheets
what you mean? who you bleed? she a teen? she eighteen?
woah, this man tough, he just aim for entertainment
twitter fingers tweetin’ cuts, but you ain’t affiliated, blood
blow, blow, blood, what’s your type? don’t be negative, ho
tryna mask it in the mud
that’s just lame imitation, make it up
this broad wanna brush? know your wrinkle, you just paint the narration
it’s the same old story, but you ain’t a caretaker
i got no cares given on this f*ck c*cksucker, you a cuck
pullin’ for them cl!cks
really, what you gon’ pull? throwin’ prints in the air
son, really you the tool, no king
nebraska is a mood
you spent more time there than in nigeria, cool (cool)
you can’t deny rap, it’s american roots
both your parents immigrants, so we’re sharin’ it too
we both guests, yet you called stevie a who?
you said the same to shaq, mad he won’t react to you?
you p*ssed off νerdcore, another trend that you could use
then mari called you out, so you send at him for views
blame anyone and everyone, the drama follows you
someone get this man a mirror, scru
start doin’ some reflection
feed a victim narrative, you feel empty and neglected
how you claimin’ all these bodies? think you need to die*gest it, fool
don’t tell me ’bout no culture, you a virus
latch onto anyone, attempt to get you higher
you fire at me for the spins, you ride trends, never tire
who you gon’ drive by?
i wave “hi” while you blank it, you anemic with that iron
get it up, said i’m defendin’ eminem
made your own track trollin’ melle mel and dissin’ him
spencer sharpe’s known for dissin’ so you hop on tracks with him
named your album slime shady. οh my god, coincidence? hm
i’m sick of dissin’ hypocrites actin’ like you all for the war
get the gauze, i strip back, what is real? what is lore?
blast for me, you ain’t god, you ain’t law with no sword
you gon’ march, but what for?
come and get this pro test but you really uninformed
ho, i make it look easy. cole apologized, what did you do to stevie? please
[chorus]
they not like us
they just some cucks, they movin’ sus
put on the gloves, we on the hunt
why do they duck? why do they duck?

[bridge: knox hill, scru face jean]
they not like us, they just some cucks
nah, he gotta be hype now, bro
he gotta be hype now, bro
who he ridin’ on, bro?

[verse 2]
cut it out, you from lincoln, get the crop, photoshop
go and fake another feature or you too real for it?
fake a photo with his features, come and get a feel for him
in the field, he a reaper, let him peel corn
remember when you said a blind man wasn’t blind?
d*mn, why’d you have to lie? scam and sell it to ya fans to attack him
your man trolled samad for mental health
and you the piece of sh*t that shared it for the traction
go figure anything to get the math in
but you ain’t got the mode, that means something, i’m average?
gun bar, gun bar, pop, pop, culture
you a savage with the shallow metaphors and the braggin’, you braggin’
every single single, last year it was that sh*t, it’s tragic
you ain’t a real artist, you are just built for battles
ill with the ‘matics, where’s all the classics?
you remix and rap trends, hm
[chorus]
they not like us
they not like us, they movin’ sus
put on the gloves, we on the hunt
why do they duck? τhey just some cucks

[outro]
jean 8:44

- knox hill lyrics

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