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Common Knowledge

They say that if it works, don't fix it

Go against the law, might get a bit risky

No offence to y'all, but I feel a bit gifted

So I think my odds are about 50-50, crispy

Ok, Corral we about to put it down

Take a ten turn around, go and pull your pistols out

But what is this about, all these grenades and handguns

Magnuss ver Magnusson strong set of hands son

Tall dark handsome, holding y'all for ransom

Strong arm blanched so scared that he can't run

Cause when a man comes, face to face

With his fears, he gets weird, he can't hear, he can't see things clear

I be sincere, yes dear, guess dear, press gear, dress queer

Fresh in my neck beard, next year, net here

Jet here, top tier, drop tears, no way, not here

Cause there's no crying in baseball and that's that

There'll always be a case call when ash rap

Bars will take your face off, no cat scratch

Go ahead, ask Reck, racks on racks

Yeah and that, fore pat on the back after i black tac em staddle calf but i be packed on my breath

Climb the lad of success, skipping and missing the steps

No addition to … you should have listened the flex, it's like

I tried to tell them but they don't know

I tried to tell them but they don't know

I tried to tell them but they don't know

Oh no

I tried to tell them but they don't know

I tried to tell them but they don't know

I tried to tell them but they don't know

Oh no

Slick dickies, no one can stick with me

Spit it out quick the soon as the shit hits me

Kill swiftly, been ill since sticks stickly,

Double dip dibs i dibble and bust quickies.

Nifty little shit I do it while dressed thrifty

Pricks just stiff my stick is so shifty

Sick, from a griff with the hits comin lefty

Used to be for free now the seats never empty

It's elementary, yeah I heard it in assembley

Principle was telling me I better go ahead and read

Never be a better me, better off, better me

Not really a better, but I'm betting that I'll better be

Better with the rhetoric set it up and let it rip

I'll better forget him man, the kid's a fucking lunatic

Looney toon, lunar eclipse

Every blue moon might see a few shooting strips

I tried to tell them but they don't know

I tried to tell them but they don't know

I tried to tell them but they don't know

Oh no.

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