No idea...
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yo
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these guys really really don't know what's going on
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[Chorus]
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You have
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No idea that I know,
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Exactly, what is going on?
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That's where you're wrong
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[x2]
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[Red 1]
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my situation
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they can't be patient with concentration
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only concentrating on what i'm statin'
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when i'm relating on the misfit
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Catch your pressure points
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by the dreaded fist of the northwest
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ya you know the one
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who bless
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once you see the threat
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so ya pick up your chest
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you ain't steppin' on
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just rapping on a little friendship
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hoping to buy a little time
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keep your fraudulent complements
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evident when incensed into my residence
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dead presidents
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so i play along
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no idea that you are wrong
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But I really know what is going on
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Before I boost up the social ladder
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I guess I am the top secret weapon
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in operation propaganda
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The man said you stop it here
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yo, who you think you fooling?
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the devil anticipates at will
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[Chorus]
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You have
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No idea that I know,
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Exactly, what is going on?
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That's where you're wrong
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[x3]
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[Misfit]
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no idea
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a true statement
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going out to those who talk before they think
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A mark of the weak
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Link in this chain
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we maintain, survive the game
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crack the whip
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Now watch this
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tripping on his own tongue and saliva
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watching it slip due to his on his track
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i extract you from the whack
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when you see the difference
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More, and you will
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also known how to subtract
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The formula remains the same except those
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grapevine lane
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story telling names you had
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no idea, no idea of right or wrong
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no idea, so I had to write this song
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no idea of right or wrong
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no idea so I had to wrote this song
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now, on to paragraph 2
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let me show you had I threw this together
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How I trademark all the clever
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Going out to those who have no idea
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of what to say
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no idea, no idea
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of what you display
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is an empty head
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in the wrong direction
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in the section
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pay attention to the intersection
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coming in on high speed
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Cuz you be like a drunk driver on this mic
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give my props to my soul brother number one
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Romeo and the man Mis
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it's how we do
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the fresh story
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slang of the misfit
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you gotta stop and look both ways
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like your mother told ya that's what you gotta do
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these days to survive in life
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check that
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get the primary evidence going in
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the story before you tell it to another
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Exaggerating don't work in these parts
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49th parallel
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Kemo, Red One and the Misfits
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giving you the right side of things
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No Idea
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Rascalz |