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you don't know - parallelz [cliff clavin & buttatones] lyrics

[jay-sin]

i got the mic in my right hand, left to the stage lights
not to block um out but to help me get the crowd hype
when i write y’all the reason that i do so
not for no mansion, it’s a moral price too though
to me ain’t nothing better than the feeling of your fans
going crazy in the crowd while i’m rocking with my mans
y’all could never understand the love and dedication
that be making y’all demand every lyric i’m creating
these other rap cats on long island ain’t sh-t
brain cave hot garbage and no restraint b-tch
looking like you d-ck up the -ss while you be walking
i smell s-m-n on your breath every time that you be talking
but cliff clav’ my brother man, cooking hot beats
and cats that want beef getting snapped like a rubber band
this is raw hip-hop y’all can’t compete with
just tryna keep it real and stop talking all that street sh-t

“you don’t know about it, hip-hop’s what i live and i’m so about it…can you see reality written all over my face…is you with me…”

[tones]

holy f-ck i’m showing up with blood on my blaze
selling drugs claim you’re done, leave a slug in your face
why you never come in the place, not even when i’m dolo
what good is a gang if everyone in it’s a h0m-
i should show you in slow-mo like a fat f-ck swinging
what the f-ck are you doing! are you rapping or singing
i’m still thinking, but i still couldn’t tell ya
let me guess, you cut the beat, spit an acapella
i do ya one better, wrap the mic cord around your neck
and make you swear you quit rap on your last ounce of breath
i walked a thousand steps in your shoes, broke the soles
never sell you a verse, at least i never sold my soul
in the words of mad sk!llz, yeah for stacks n-gga
i had you sell it quicker then they just banned liquor
i laugh with ya, funny to see you failing miserably
some fresh air, had that ship sailing instantly

(hook)

[cliff clavin]

big cliff put it down a record
with that yes yes y’all and the one, two checking
have a seat, take a ride through the mind
of an architectural master, strange by design
sin hit me up, told me holler at a ninja
so i hit him with a beat, we the island’s elite
you can try to compete but that’s just a lost cause
we don’t stop rocking right, encores
fl1ck your lighter, put an l in the air
yo we got your head nodding cuz your neck already know man
check the flow when we live on stage
how we got the crowd moving side to side like a crossfade
blow the spot when we drop like bomb jack
and set it off in the booth like contact
check the flow i get lyrics to go
yo i miss the old school, rappers out of control

(hook)

- parallelz cliff clavin buttatones lyrics

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