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Fuck You (Because)

by Dean Martian

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PART ONE: FUCK YOU
(Dino)

You just don't act like you used to anymore.
It's breakin' my heart.
But I've seen your kind and I'll see plenty more,
We're better apart.
So you think I've lost my mind? Thats fine baby.
I just act this way because of you.
When you need some help, don't call my line babe,

Fuck You

I'm not tryin' anymore, I'm finished cryin',
Fuck your score, I can't keep lyin' to myself,
You've been denyin' you need help,
And I need silence.
So I'm lyin' on the floor with psilocybin,
In my spine, my fuckin eyelids to the sky.
Tryna' keep you off my mind, that won't work.
When I close my eyes I still see you.
Tried to leave you, now I see you don't hurt.

Fuck You

Every Goddamn time
Every Goddamn time,
You come around I can't stand the sound of not takin' you home.
Every Goddamn time
Every Goddamn time,
You come around I can't stand the thought of tryin' to get over you.
But I know you're dangerous, they warned me.
I just love the rush when you touch me.
But now I'm leaving, girl you don't love me,

Fuck You x3

I don't need you anymore,
Fuck you mean you need me more?

Fuck You x2

I don't need you,
Girl I don't need you.
All you ever did was leave me weak, girl.
You're deceitful,
I don't need you
I don't need you
I don't need you

Fuck You x2

PART TWO: (BECAUSE)

Verse 1: (Dino)
Why am I actin' like I do not give a fuck?
Because I don't
If you talking' bout money we talkin'
If not you can't sit with us.
Because you broke.
Why do I rap wit' a fuckin slur, like I've given up?
Because I choked,
Too many drugs I've been mixin up wit' the Sprite in my cup,
Because my woes, okay listen up.
I just wanna, I just wanna live like I'm Michael
Jordan, not Jackson.
Got whores on the mattress, they tweakin'
And drawers wit' the cash in it, see that is
Because I'm lavish.
Y'all portion and ration,
I pour up some Act for my team,
We all eatin', got forks in our baggage.
I'm playin. See what I'm sayin is I got no real competition,
Because they all average,
Mean, mode, and median.
See me on TV and know I've been savage.
No 'Boy Meets World',
Fuckin this glory hole that y'all call talented industry rappers.
I rap for my team and my city,
We've been through some hell tryna sort through the madness,
And lost a few brothers, but know that the dope is a problem,
And most of us can't touch a ladder.

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Why am I whilin' and why am I constantly actin like I do not give a fuck?
Because I don't.
How do I know that your team won't contend with us?
Because you won't.
Why am I leanin' like I'm fuckin liquored up?
I promise I'm not,
But if you don't know me, don't ask about what's in my cup,
Because you might be the muh'fuckin cops!
I don't know you bitch, don't you come talk to me.

Verse 2: (Brooks The Prophet)

Bitch don't you talk to me.
Prophet the modern day Socrates.
Droppin' these prophecies, hear my poetics..
Off with the heads of these rappers, like 'Lettuce'
Don't front nigga, don't front like you been a one wit my woes.
When you don't bump my music or hit up my shows,
Yet you hitting a nigga line every single time you need dro,
But when I make it big, you the smalls I won't know.

I don't know you, Oh no no no.
Bitch, I don't know you, Oh no no no.
I once had a doctor tell me of the places I was bound to go,
Ooh oh woah woah woah.
My imagination is something that nations are bound to know,
Ooh oh woah woah.
What started as me wit' a 16, livin' out a dream, while I schemed on the low, Ooh oh woah woah,
Would turned to a beast, okay
Zay just wanna, Zay just wanna roll up a little marijuana.
Fuck around and might take something extra.
My foes claim they next up and they may impress ya,
But they makin less than the average progression.
My life is your lesson, bitch
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 11's, no dimes in my residence.
Brooksi the heaven sent, but for the hell of it,
I been got lit like the devil get.

Verse 3: (Dino)
I- I don't know you bitch, don't you come talk to me.
I keep my diet green, don't need no broccoli.
Often they talk bout their plans, but they aint coin' shit,
Y'all just barking, aint even walking' b.
Mr. Monopoly, I'm bout my guap.
Probably 'cause I stay driven,
And getting on top of me's something' you're not gonna do,
Because y'all can't bring heat to the kitchen, now listen,
I dont wanna have to say it again.
Seven blunts when I wake up and that's just to give my head a rush.
Thinkin' I could better myself so I could level up,
But every time I get somewhere, my demons like to interrupt.
But thats life, now y'all wondering "how" and "why"?
That I keep winning, can't believe y'all would doubt the guy.
But I can't sleep, that's why I've got bags around my eyes.
I've been fucked up since I explored the world and found the lies.
Liquor drowning ice, see I used to not drink,
But then again that's because the boy was satisfied.
Usually the loudest lies are coming from the cleanest mouth,
I promise what I speak about is worth your amount of time.
Yeah.
Its worth your amount of time to stay away from powder,
Just know that that powder's fine.
It's worth your amount of time.
Stay away from powder 'cause I know that that powder's fine.

credits

released September 8, 2015
Featuring: Brooks The Prophet
Prod by: Mynor
Vocal Tracking/Cover Art: KNAG$
Mixed/Mastered by: Mathaius Young

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