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Á¦¸ñ: U Don't Know Me
°¡¼ö: Manafest

Verse I
Freestyle¡¯s and Hooks, exiled like crooks, baggy jeans my style judge by the looks
Shook by parliament I mean society I in me starting this riot up inside of me
I could by my own suit, and switch up my Tim Boots
the funny thing is I make more money than you do,
So classify me as a backpacker manufactured
I¡¯ll spit on the mic to spite your laughter
I¡¯m only young once what¡¯s your rush, In God I trust don¡¯t mold me I¡¯ll never adjust

I think you¡¯ve got the wrong person
So what makes a bad person rappin¡¯ cursing skating rappin hurting
Who¡¯s a Saint? I¡¯m still learning.
So take me to the hospital or just check yourself
you got enough would in your eye to make a shelf
Can¡¯t say I ain¡¯t done it, judged or got blunted,
next time confronted I¡¯ll shine my boxers out in public.

Verse II
It¡¯s not that I want your respect or need feel except
Through God I got rest I see you do reject
Huh, looking at me like you know me, judge me by my clothing skeptical, and all knowing
Step in a room now a days and all eye brows raise,
is it my sexy face or my messy hair state,
(I hope it¡¯s) it must be the spirit on me saved by grace
Know apology constantly around like monopoly
Courtesy of your ignorance, and people looking different
I stay diligent, and tell my story over instruments
I¡¯m not your average adolescence arrogant or disrespecting parents
Hold your tongue in, say nothing ye mumbling the alphabet
Not accurate a false package I otta charge ye for harassment
So the next time I purchase clothes or someone serves me
I¡¯m showing love why don¡¯t you, show me some courtesy

Verse III
I still remember this occasion back when I was teenaging raging like I lack the patience
Walk into a mall for a purchase,
store clerk looking kind a nervous all hawk eyed, and merciless
Chill for a second what you dealing with I wasn¡¯t gonna steel it you freaking all serious,
Easy on the judgment you gone blown your trumpet,
kid looking rugged think I¡¯m tripping on some substance,
It¡¯s not your fault you were born that way, gone astray thinking ever child teens a renegade,
Let me shed some light on your blindness open up your iris,
ye hinis don¡¯t check the black or the whiteness,
It¡¯ all about equality word if you follow me,
Love your neighbor as yourself what! That¡¯s my policy

Hook
You don¡¯t even know me you don¡¯t know me (echo)
So insecure I guess you judging me (echo)
I¡¯m not the type of guy that wants acceptance
Not influenced by what people say

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U Don't Know Me
Manafest

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