Unknown Dossier Lyrics – Deala
Singer: Deala
Title: Unknown Dossier
Unknown dossier, no one gets it, yeah
Drove on the car which is so rare
Dat’s what real n#gg#s did in the past
There are too much sh#t in the west
Not only on dat side
Real hard spy can easily hide
I neva put my info on social network
Don’t deal with a jerk
Only deal with the real men
‘Bout you I don’t give a God damn
You only know tha language I speak
I’ll beat yo’ azz up like John Wick
If you wanna get much info
Go n f#ck yo’ ho n smoke some indo
People which are on the wagon
Neva go to the rebel
I got out thе title
But I’m talkin’ ’bout real stuff which is so vital
In what year I born?
Hopеfully, you ain’t wrong
‘Cuz dat easy information
I ain’t gonna talk ’bout the f#ckin’ degradation
Everyone knows dat
I make a kick to yo’ nose n head
If you talk back
Oh, yeah
Knowin’ nuthin’
You are bumpin’
Everyone will consider you are just liar
Don’t act like live wire
I wouldn’t post any pictures of mine
Just do it fo’ hittin’ the big time
Survivin’ in my hood ain’t so fine
Make the posts fo’ the f#ckin’ rap
Don’t try to step, watch yo’ back, if you do that
Don’t try to get some info ’bout me actin’ like a rat
I would kick yo’ damn #ss if I meet ya on tha set
In each rap song I attach some info ’bout me fo’ sho’
Like I neva deal with a b#tch or muthaf#ckin’ ho
So, y’all neva get a clue who I am
Will you be guessin’? I just gonna slam
And pretend to be rich by kickin’ in doors
But you got some flaws
Go n taste da sauce
You are wearin’ the f#ckin’ bend
But you neva got a friend
If you don’t step on an unknown land
Maybe it’ll be better fo’ yo’ health
And you won’t meet the muthaf#ckin’ death
In this album I’m talkin’ ’bout not only classified stuff
Also some sh#t which is so ruff
Like as usual
Let’s talk ’bout some fusion
‘Cuz you consider you are clever
But what ’bout real fact that you are lustful b#tch forever?
Don’t try to miss
Don’t appeal to the muthaf#ckin’ police
You know what can be happened to’ yo’ #ss
Not only mess but some men who harass
Enjoy some knowledge ’bout the color of my hair
Get outta the shop and asked ‘where’s Impala? It’s nowhere’
Oh, yeah, dat’s my answer
Ya have to do nuthin’ only become a dancer
In some kinda strip club
I’m ready to make a f#ckin’ hip-hop
I put my sh#t forward in time
Neva come to the deadline
If you consider I’m talkin’ ’bout some sh#t, you must know, I neva lie
Are you ready to die?
If you don’t want to get yo’ #ss tied up to the f#ckin’ chair
You should neva add up some information to my unknown dossier
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