As You Already Know
Truck Turner"As You Already Know" is a song by Truck Turner, released in 2008 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:08 long and contains 96 lines and 911 words.
Lyrics
0:09Now y'all already know
0:12I don't care who's first or who last
0:14But even though it's a new millennium
0:16You still got to rock this at the drop of a dime baby
0:20F**k y'all n***az want Is it Truck well you got it
0:22Bet this gunblast seek your chest and leave your moms brokenhearted
0:25Get me started come up against this is you retarded
0:28I ain't s**t on you motherf**kers yet I only farted
0:31Take the d**est n***a from my borough that's Kris put him on my s**t
0:33The hottest latino rapper Big Pun up on this fly s**t
0:36G Rap the sole survivor with Truck kills all the nonsense
0:38With Marley doin' the track it's big I mean Jurassic
0:41Like Coke this is a classic from the cradle to the casket
0:43Gonna blow from Bangkok to Brooklyn
0:45Beijing to the boogie down then back to my block
0:48Cops follow the trail that lead back to me
0:51I'm waitin for 'em with 2 glocks blow they balls off like 2Pac
0:54Go clutch the holy drawers can't save you
0:56Still gonna be a holocaust Truck Turner show no remorse
0:59Go 'head n***a floss
0:59We gon' be around when the sun go down to rob you
1:01Then gun you down the fo'fo' make a thunder sound
1:03Rush in like hug the ground I'ma count to 10 don't turn around
1:06You see my face I'ma blaze you
1:07Lettin' in off another round and another round
1:09'Til your family put your underground
1:11I told you kid I lay you down
1:12Spray you down claim your town Bronx bound
1:14A team player don't play around
1:15Who am I Truck Turner you're learnin' now
1:17No matter where you from I'm the arsonist I burn it down
1:21Don't f**k with that boy next up
1:24Aqui
1:24Boricua light up the mic for the symphony
1:27Whack rappers I humiliate like half a mic in The Source
1:29Blast you right off of the stage and engrave a butcher knife in your corpse
1:32What'chu writin' is soft I'm Pearl Harbor war
1:35Run up on your small empire and spray your tires like you Armor All
1:38Who wanna brawl with the Bronx finest
1:41Thicker force like our monster rhymers
1:43Hate y'all B I know you hate my stee'
1:45'Cause I'm the son of Tony you phony like fake ID
1:47It's the S H I T you can smell it
1:50Gun smoke makin' you choke take a toke and inhale it
1:53Now you can feel it what Deep inside your lungs
1:55Like hot pellets when you're shot up we supply the guns
1:58Now where you from state your restin' zone
2:00I'm from the BX B'lawn is where T S call home where KRS was born
2:04Let it be known if I don't get you watch for our God
2:06'Cause when you diss Kris you disrespectin' my squad
2:09Put that on my mother motherf**ker
2:11How dare you disrespect b***h
2:13Aiyyo we comin' through with the fifth and glock rippin' shots
2:16And hittin' blocks leavin' kids rocked put in a hidden box
2:19Splittin' tops leave his face hot dotted like chickenpox
2:22Cursin' cops with bloodhounds sniffin' socks sniffin' rocks
2:24No trace get your clique rubbed your wigs plugged the s**t blood
2:27Catch your big mug topless just like a chick with big jugs
2:30Up in the strip club beer is a Bud no coffee
2:32Blowtorch like auto mechanics you ordered to panic
2:34She slaughter you bandits your daughter be planted inside the ground
2:37More than the granite my gunshots'll make you orbit the planet
2:40Roots of evil peepin' up all legal or illegal the four fours are lethal
2:44Cock back the gat to pop the wheelies like Knievel
2:46Fire shots to rented Regals
2:48Leave all your peoples with palsy in they cerebrals
2:50Deadly as an addicts needle let automatics reap you
2:53Sweep you I'm sendin' you to Lucifer to keep you
2:55Heat you nail you to the cross on top of the church's steeple
2:58Red dots cover your face like the measles
3:01Next up
3:01I believe that's me
3:02Aiyyo KRS light up the mic for the symphony
3:05Yo yo yo b***h a*s here's a quick class
3:07I'm the Blastmaster 'cause I blast and whip a*s this'll be over quick fast
3:11Keep mixin' it spittin' it bendin' it
3:13Did it like juice with gin in it ha ha jackpot we winnin' it
3:16You talk that s**t but you really illiterate
3:18Read your s**t like he he he teh teh teh teh
3:21Sound out the word connect the noun with the verb
3:23Stick with bird bird 'cause the battle's absurd
3:26Don't let these young kids go soup that a*s up
3:28You'll get smashed up you gassed up you puttin' that a*s up really
3:31I don't even see you in the new millennium
3:34I see you like on VH1 with Milli Vanilli an' them
3:36Talkin' about what you used to have your abusive dad
3:39Oh it's so so sad 'cause I'm just so so death defyin' mesmerizin'
3:43Every time you say you d**e that's false advertisin' but it's not surprisin'
3:47You lyin' you ain't no battle hog
3:49What you got one demo against my 12 year catalog
3:52N***a back up this is the Bronx in the house
3:54Truck Turner KRS without a doubt
3:57Now y'all rippin' my d**n microphone down to nothin'
4:01Kool G Rap Big Punisher my man Truck Turner
4:04KRS One y'all never get on my d**n microphone again
4:08Y'all crazy get out of here beat it
Now y'all already know I don't care who's first or who last But even though it's a new millennium You still got to rock this at the drop of a dime baby F**k y'all n***az want Is it Truck well you got it Bet this gunblast seek your chest and leave your moms brokenhearted Get me started come up against this is you retarded I ain't s**t on you motherf**kers yet I only farted Take the d**est n***a from my borough that's Kris put him on my s**t The hottest latino rapper Big Pun up on this fly s**t G Rap the sole survivor with Truck kills all the nonsense With Marley doin' the track it's big I mean Jurassic Like Coke this is a classic from the cradle to the casket Gonna blow from Bangkok to Brooklyn Beijing to the boogie down then back to my block Cops follow the trail that lead back to me I'm waitin for 'em with 2 glocks blow they balls off like 2Pac Go clutch the holy drawers can't save you Still gonna be a holocaust Truck Turner show no remorse Go 'head n***a floss We gon' be around when the sun go down to rob you Then gun you down the fo'fo' make a thunder sound Rush in like hug the ground I'ma count to 10 don't turn around You see my face I'ma blaze you Lettin' in off another round and another round 'Til your family put your underground I told you kid I lay you down Spray you down claim your town Bronx bound A team player don't play around Who am I Truck Turner you're learnin' now No matter where you from I'm the arsonist I burn it down Don't f**k with that boy next up Aqui Boricua light up the mic for the symphony Whack rappers I humiliate like half a mic in The Source Blast you right off of the stage and engrave a butcher knife in your corpse What'chu writin' is soft I'm Pearl Harbor war Run up on your small empire and spray your tires like you Armor All Who wanna brawl with the Bronx finest Thicker force like our monster rhymers Hate y'all B I know you hate my stee' 'Cause I'm the son of Tony you phony like fake ID It's the S H I T you can smell it Gun smoke makin' you choke take a toke and inhale it Now you can feel it what Deep inside your lungs Like hot pellets when you're shot up we supply the guns Now where you from state your restin' zone I'm from the BX B'lawn is where T S call home where KRS was born Let it be known if I don't get you watch for our God 'Cause when you diss Kris you disrespectin' my squad Put that on my mother motherf**ker How dare you disrespect b***h Aiyyo we comin' through with the fifth and glock rippin' shots And hittin' blocks leavin' kids rocked put in a hidden box Splittin' tops leave his face hot dotted like chickenpox Cursin' cops with bloodhounds sniffin' socks sniffin' rocks No trace get your clique rubbed your wigs plugged the s**t blood Catch your big mug topless just like a chick with big jugs Up in the strip club beer is a Bud no coffee Blowtorch like auto mechanics you ordered to panic She slaughter you bandits your daughter be planted inside the ground More than the granite my gunshots'll make you orbit the planet Roots of evil peepin' up all legal or illegal the four fours are lethal Cock back the gat to pop the wheelies like Knievel Fire shots to rented Regals Leave all your peoples with palsy in they cerebrals Deadly as an addicts needle let automatics reap you Sweep you I'm sendin' you to Lucifer to keep you Heat you nail you to the cross on top of the church's steeple Red dots cover your face like the measles Next up I believe that's me Aiyyo KRS light up the mic for the symphony Yo yo yo b***h a*s here's a quick class I'm the Blastmaster 'cause I blast and whip a*s this'll be over quick fast Keep mixin' it spittin' it bendin' it Did it like juice with gin in it ha ha jackpot we winnin' it You talk that s**t but you really illiterate Read your s**t like he he he teh teh teh teh Sound out the word connect the noun with the verb Stick with bird bird 'cause the battle's absurd Don't let these young kids go soup that a*s up You'll get smashed up you gassed up you puttin' that a*s up really I don't even see you in the new millennium I see you like on VH1 with Milli Vanilli an' them Talkin' about what you used to have your abusive dad Oh it's so so sad 'cause I'm just so so death defyin' mesmerizin' Every time you say you d**e that's false advertisin' but it's not surprisin' You lyin' you ain't no battle hog What you got one demo against my 12 year catalog N***a back up this is the Bronx in the house Truck Turner KRS without a doubt Now y'all rippin' my d**n microphone down to nothin' Kool G Rap Big Punisher my man Truck Turner KRS One y'all never get on my d**n microphone again Y'all crazy get out of here beat it
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