Eye Con - Who Knows lyrics

[Sense-A, B The Unknown] The mic is op weapon... (4x) [Hook: Casella] Who the f** rules this place? We don't even know it Y'all getting schooled by fools, guess what You ain't even know it Y'all claim to give no f**s But try not even show it Open your eyes, for the times of lies, realize We golden [Verse 1: Sense-A] You know I excel 'till I'm expelled Try to learn how to get that spelled Try to extract my love for the abstract But you don't count, take another shot with the handheld Get drunk, wasted, in a coma, 'cuz You wanna know how that felt Sense you need a taste in the way of the common sense There Sense-A got a black belt Those lessons payed with the memory cache But that's way past being present in cla** But only the gifted pa** Without a good grade they say you get left in the cold ash Catch 'em all, pretty sick when my flow drops Broken lines, parallel with a paradox Old school like triceratops, I shed her tops Water new pairs of docks Make y'all sweat when I exert So when you hear this expert's excerpt Gotta bring an extra pair of socks When I break into your mind repair the locks I make you know it's timeless A new era, so abandon the clocks The dicks who always been a pain in the a** Most of the time have the most miniscule co*ks That's why I give no f**s That's why I give no f**s Y'all stupid as f**, still trapped in a box But I'd rather pose rocks than letting your b**h s** 'cuz all these hoes they s** Bro's prove fools to chicks, but I'm foolproof to this, yuck Try Karma Sutra, maybe that's why karma sues ya Where yo indigo stocks [Hook: Casella] [Verse 2: B The Unknown] Now what's this hype bout suicide Got young girls, they slitting wrists Wanting me to sew their sides While young boys, they get depressed Asked for me to soothe their minds Said you guys forgot your greatest gift Your life is what you have designed A righteous mind and such an awful place Lord arrest me for this crime I think you might have me misplaced In this sh**hole of human waste But that's cuz im too raw for y'all Attackin' you in your face like my name Marshall Law Be tempted to win and be the king With these iron fists I'll break down your flows and your foes 'Til you stand on your ones, I dropped a rose on your bones Guess it's time that you knows That you do never not oppose but submit to the Eye Con It's a perfect sign for you just to go on With Sense he turned mine more on So guess I now know why I Never gave a flying f** 'bout b**hes b**hing Tryna f** and s** everything they come across Better buy her a cross when she ain't one who understood [Hook: Casella] [Verse 3: Math Lugh] [Hook: Casella] [Verse 4: MC Adrianovich] [Hook: Casella]