J.Hurt - Don't Know lyrics

Watts Prophets excerpt: "f** you and you too" [Chorus] I said f** y'all don't know sh** me f** y'all, fck y'all Pen to the paper burn tracks like these n***as burn trees f** all y'all fck all y'all Y'all f** n***as don't know sh** about me Spit on my name, throw dirt, still coming out clean f** y'all f** y'all f** y'all, y'all don't know sh** about me Young Dena kid, all I got is a diploma and dream That's Debt and a scheme Y'all f** n***as don't know sh** about me From the land of lost souls, lost kids, lost roads, lost dreams What path will i lead? [ J.Hurt Verse 1 ] My cup runneth , flow over flow If I ghost wrote , I would be the Holy Ghost f** the false prophets and they mosh pits, Posh whips Making false profit like they pure but they toxic Toxins, boxed in, ima stand out Started from the bottom, how the f** we getting handouts? One side was slaves, and the other side was conquered Hence Hurtado , I'm a product of this monster f** your blog, f** your post, f** your sponsors f** your Instagram, f** your twitter, f** your concert This a concerted effort I'm sever y'all Break the chains, call me what I want, but I'm never y'all I'm the truth So gon head, grab a Glock, load shoot What I drop from the booth Out last any life span So throw your shots , throw your spite man You can't k** like my mic can [Chorus] [J.Hurt Verse 2] This the new epidemic this the new crack What I make? I'm a chemist , I'm a new jack So Throw salt on the room, cuz crew wack Sleep on us, You sleep on the 211s like its 2 jacks Better crack the code b**h Flow like ice in your colon that's some cold sh** Could've been a dealer on the corner doing cold sh** Went a different route became a lonar back in 06' You don't know sh** about me f** the system lockin up every kid around me Obscenity, The Clarity, we in the round 3 That's Regression my n***a, see all this sin around me Slave to the corporates Make a poor kid wanna forfeit Sell his soul for the quick fortunes And Get locked in a fortress I'm speaking for the people that society aborted These forces [Chorus] [J.Hurt verse 3] b**h you don't know sh** about sh** talking sh** Fall back This the real That's a fact All these people talking talk Behind my back Know sh** about jack 210 and beyond, like 2 jacks 2 11th cards played Steal the game like hacks Get the monkey up off my back This is more than just rap X2