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lirik lagu maybe you don’t need to understand (prod. yondo) – jarred kdj

[intro]
wow. you rap? (yo, yo, yo)
bro, that’s hot! (yeh, yeh, yeh)
oh, you rap? (oh, no)
yo, just stop (sh*)

[verse 1]
typing out your hate, but praise in front of my face
i get it, i know your ways, you’re with the homies savin’ face
it’s cool, never did it for you, one question remains
are you the same people, that’ll lay flowers on my grave?
oh (pff) that’s crazy, that’s anything but assuagin’
and they say that we’re related
that phrase ain’t for entertainment
no, that piece of information
must’ve leaked out of the bas*m*nt
if i ever catch thе suspect ‘fore they dеtain him
i’ll take him straight to the place
where he can do his explaining
have some candles lit, and have him handle bis’
while broken glass is staring back at him
then abandon him. what’d i say
didn’t come here for praying
i compressed the story, quit bullsh*tin’
you don’t want the expanded bit
fine, let’s get elaborate, reflect on the massacre
you should know this is intense mind f*cking
no sane brain stays celibate
’cause this is just reflectin’, wow, you were warned
you got the wrong impression
at last, time to unmask, and ask, the pretender
[pre]
why do you lie?
what’s there to give, when you do that?
oh, why keep on a mask?
you must, find it tiring to keep up the act
so why not come home, and tell ’em ’bout how you feel?

[hook]
it’s
’cause i can’t, i won’t
gotta do this on my own (come home)
i can’t, and i won’t
it’s a struggle i gotta figure it out on my own (come home)
i can’t, and i won’t
i don’t care if the road is long (come home)
i can’t, and i won’t
i’m sorry it’s taking so long

[verse 2]
yeah’m so sorry to keep you waiting, no circulation
but a round in circles, same hurdles
tip legs burning their aching
piggybacking more weight ’cause
these journalists think i’m jay*z
like i’m somebody, probably
if i had the blueprint then maybe
couldn’t make one
how’d you expect me to go two, three
man j, is the name, but the number is selling seats
oh man, what the f*ck can i do
every little thing that i do
and i can’t look back, like waits that’s wack
everybody wanna rap, do it for the bag
then once you have that, you on track?
what?
dude, you’re losing me, i do it for the music see
stressing about syllables, f*ck this metaphor
didn’t fit in the interval, that’s the sh*t they’ll k!ll me for
pressure*drinking pop pills and all
what’d you know about swimming pools?
i can’t let it get in, but their sendin’ more than i can drink
homie lamar meant a message
why can’t i come to my senses
so worried hurried this sentence
fix it, before someone gets it
robert turned rob, now bob builds pretentiously
[pre]
why bother try, please every eye
who lied, you lied, n0body’s looking
if they would, no one would get it
like, when was the last time
you tried food, without looking at it?

[hook]
oh we can’t, and we won’t
(listen to music, and only peak at the artwork after)
oh we can’t, we won’t
(makes no sense to single out a sense, you got to please them all)
oh i can’t, and i won’t
(well, i could show you focus without preference)
oh you can’t, and you won’t
homie learn to inspect whilst closin’ your lenses
oh n0body gets it, just leave me be on the road

[verse 3]
i’d love to show you scr*ps, blueprints, and maps
i drew to my destination, but let’s be blatant
‘fore i finish collectin’ my thoughts
you’d have lost, your patience
i can’t blame yah, time is tricklin’ and it’s taking too long
so why do you want me to show you incomplete songs
if it’s for your confidence, let me save you time
yes, they suck every time i’m starting ’em
’cause when this is on, that is off
and when that is on, this is off
like when you finally win her heart
then you p*ss your homies off
oh ain’t that natural disaster, dramatically packaged
my dad, triggered asks, facts and figures
what’s factually happened?
well, actually it’s all an intrinsic
take a glimpse in the pigment of masking
can’t explain what’s imagined, this figments been with him
since infant before his casket, if anything stuck for long
this record’s been going on, for this is for*ever*lasting
oh, i hope i don’t hope, and master the art of silence
refrain from asking, before i expose what i wish i had
before i have it

- jarred kdj

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