Common Knowledge lyricsThey 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
Get here, top tier, drop tears, no wait, 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
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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.
these lyrics are submitted by BURKULthese lyrics are last corrected by Mattyp2109 
