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lirik lagu i know – language arts crew

[intro]
[sample quote from bad santa]
“i’ve seen some pretty sh-tty situations in my life. but nothing has ever sucked more -ss than this.”

yelling out, “f-ck my bills! i hate ‘em!” [scratches]

[verse 1 – qs zeus (language arts crew)]
i know you’re a little preoccupied
and i know ‘bout the feelings you got inside
i can feel the same things as you
but i choose to let changes through
i make my mind be blind in time
still stick with the likes of a 9 to 5
‘cause i know
behind those blinds you close
[?] blows, k!ll a hydro
this time is of no importance. is it?
i know work sucks but you should see
that four bucks can’t do much more than three
it’s torture and it gets much worse
but the bills got me headed in reverse
i said, “i’m crawling.” y’all be running
i got two feet but i only got one end. the month’s rent’s late
all the time, but it’s chill. i know how you feel
i know how you feel…

[chorus x2 – qs zeus (language arts crew)]
(i know)
the frustration gets to ya
(and i know)
it’s hard to shift and adjust
(and i know)
you’re not tryna b-tch, it’s just
no one knows how ridiculous, but just think

[verse 2 – abel abilities (counter productive)]
so, man, tell me now. what’s the deal?
like every month, i pay these bills and i can’t even catch a meal
and i stay more broke than old folks hip when they dip
and i still blow smoke. my comatose n-ggas—when we lip
we split the very means of the foundation
and i know the life can get you so full of frustration
‘til it’s been de-rooted, diluted, the sound is dissipatin’
mama, keep yelling out, “f-ck my bills! i hate ‘em!”

[verse 3 – benny medicina (language arts crew)]
bird’s eye view of the sunset
so many moons p-ssed, already got me wondering what pennies do
broker than a map of higher low riders pulling out the back drop
rookie, just grab something and flow
it’s apparent by the size of the oar
you headed that-a way. a rudder upstream with a paddle cast away
your rap display
it don’t matter—after it’s over, the gods’ll be catching you
folding up under pressure and paralyze in the truth

[interlude]
tryna tell these cats. tired of this m-th-f-ckin’ city. money, money… i ain’t got it… i’m tired of this m-th-f-ckin’ city… money, money… i ain’t got it… [scratches]

[verse 4 – dirtbag dan (counter productive)]
i know what it’s like to be let down
and, in turn, what it’s like to let folks down
i know it burns in your mind when you hear the sound
of your conscience tryna reach you now
“can you hear me down there? i know you can
no matter how deep you try and knock your head in the sand
i know you think it’s a solution and you’re probably right
but if i put myself in your shoes, i’mma probably fight.”

[verse 5 – skylar g. (counter productive)?]
man, i got so many bills stacking
you might as well permanently attach this monkey to my back and
tap into my bank account and start subtracting every last cent
it’s like the asthma stole my inhaler and every last breath
i know i should, but don’t wanna be paying my taxes
i know if i could get my hands on some credit, i’d max it
elastically snap back and stack chips
drastically praying for this lotto ticket to stash it

[outro]
[sample quote from a piece of the action]
“tryna tell these cats: it is time you start being responsible for your own existence instead of doing everything in your power to fail because it’s easy. you wear your ignorance like a badge of honor and you call that being cool. well, that’s called m-st-rbation. that’s right. it may make you feel good, but it does not produce life.”

- language arts crew

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