Текст песни U Don't Know Me - 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
Альбом
Epiphany
1 Rodeo
2 Skills
3 What I Got to Say
4 Rockin' Me
5 Not Ready to Die
6 U Don't Know Me
7 Quit Thuggin'
8 Let It Go
9 Changes
10 Manafesto
11 Stressed Out
12 My Life
13 Be Yourself
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