[Intro]
Let me know, let me know
[Verse 1]
IP certified, but none of my songs is copyrighted
Let em cop the wave, knowing they can never ride it
Living day by day, eternally undecided
The benefit of the doubt for the burden of writing
Let my covenant carry on to my successors
I’m still, equitably serving both of my professions
Despite advice from my professors bout dealing with pressure
I’m making music moves, fuck a motion for suppression
Scared of thinning out, suffеring double regression
For thе sake of holding on to my greatest possession, I gotta protect it
And if I breach my duty then I’ll cause myself some damage, may my talents never be neglected...
Trust me, I know it’s unexpected
Like an overruled objection, let em stand corrected
Going pro se, just to defend the prose I say
Defendant of my pride, this is my opening statement…
And tell me whats a trial without the tribulations?
{Chorus]
(Let me know, baby let me know)
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know (Let me know, baby let me know)
[Verse 2]
All my performances pro bono with no promo
My IG feed’s all photos that cause FOMO
But the only thing I fear is missing expectations
Or being too busy to plan my next vacation
I been smoking, mama I can’t deny it
Truth is, I laugh loud, and suffer quiet
With rhyme, and no reason, I keep it in private
Privileged point of view, but living feels more like surviving
I put the time in
On my assignments, and by time I mean the day before I started writing
Wish I could say, that I was busy rhyming, I’m trying, to see if RAP applies to my future interest
So witness improbable odds, defied through songs and law
All my flaws, airing em out in the open
Statute of Frauds, if I said it that’s because I wrote it
This is process of service, in case you haven’t noticed
Let me know, let me know
[Verse 1]
IP certified, but none of my songs is copyrighted
Let em cop the wave, knowing they can never ride it
Living day by day, eternally undecided
The benefit of the doubt for the burden of writing
Let my covenant carry on to my successors
I’m still, equitably serving both of my professions
Despite advice from my professors bout dealing with pressure
I’m making music moves, fuck a motion for suppression
Scared of thinning out, suffеring double regression
For thе sake of holding on to my greatest possession, I gotta protect it
And if I breach my duty then I’ll cause myself some damage, may my talents never be neglected...
Trust me, I know it’s unexpected
Like an overruled objection, let em stand corrected
Going pro se, just to defend the prose I say
Defendant of my pride, this is my opening statement…
And tell me whats a trial without the tribulations?
{Chorus]
(Let me know, baby let me know)
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know
Let me know (Let me know, baby let me know)
[Verse 2]
All my performances pro bono with no promo
My IG feed’s all photos that cause FOMO
But the only thing I fear is missing expectations
Or being too busy to plan my next vacation
I been smoking, mama I can’t deny it
Truth is, I laugh loud, and suffer quiet
With rhyme, and no reason, I keep it in private
Privileged point of view, but living feels more like surviving
I put the time in
On my assignments, and by time I mean the day before I started writing
Wish I could say, that I was busy rhyming, I’m trying, to see if RAP applies to my future interest
So witness improbable odds, defied through songs and law
All my flaws, airing em out in the open
Statute of Frauds, if I said it that’s because I wrote it
This is process of service, in case you haven’t noticed
( Dwoyo )
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