C. Vo - From the Mo., feat. Big Seb; Prod. by The Hit Base.
C. Vo is a brand new, young rap lyricist from Missouri City (The Mo.), Texas whose dirty south style merges old school hip hop fun with modern lyrical soph
C. Vo has been rapping since the tender age of 14 when he discovered a tape of old songs and unfinished beats his uncle Darrell "Dizzy D" Fields recorded over 15 years ago. Immediately C. Vo began to write original lyrics to the instrumentals. After all of the beats were used, he began recording to original beats produced by some of the sickest producers in the business.
Story behind the song
My Great-Grandmother use to always say, "some things I just don't understand." This song is in remembrance of her.
Lyrics
I don't know what you’ve heard / I don't know what you've been told / But, I can't stop, won't stop and I won't fold.
Not until I reach the top, not until I hit my spot, not until I reach my goals, not until I play my role.
(Repeat)
(I don't know)
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I don't know what you’ve heard; I don't know what's been said / let's address it right away. We can put it right to bed.
We can lay it down to rest, beat that horse like it was dead / unless we're talkin’ 'bout my bread, then please be careful where you tread.
Redrum, Rumred y'all too quick to call the Feds / Streets stay talkin’ err’ day, they should call the block Ted.
If they catch me, I just tell 'em every word the lawyer said / that the word is I don't know and y'all should let the word spread.
Got love for my haters, when I'm gone they gon miss me / I'm just tryna rule the world, like my name was Walt Disney.
When I'm gone from the earth, man I swear they gon be hurt / Cause they don't really hate me, they just love me in reverse.
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(Chorus)
I don't know what's been said, I don't know what you've heard / when I wake up every morning, I just flip the world a bird.
I just stand up on my own two, I just stay in my own lane / Big Seb, now you know. Put respeck upon my name.
Everyday I'm making gains, don't know why it causes pain / Draw more fouls than James Harden when he's driving through the lane.
To the victor goes the spoils, man we must be spoiled rotten / It's a long way to here from the days of picking cotton.
You can miss me with that drama, I just chill like Dalai Lama / they go low, then I go high and rise above it like Obama.
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I don't know why he plead, instead of taking the fifth / why your man turned snitch and start to sing like a Finch.
I don't know why his lawyer was the first to flinch / why he refused to recuse a racist judge from the bench.
Why for material things, we always selling our souls? / Why until I reach my goals, I'm just playing the role.
I don't know why y'all believe everything that they telling you / everything that they're selling you, why you take it as true.
CNN, FOX News and the rest of the crews / couldn't care less about the truth than annual revenue.
Why is God a blonde and his eyes so blue. / And Kaepernick can't get a job, or even an interview.
I don't know why I ain't mentioned in the top 25, when they bring up who's the best' either dead or alive.
How we continue to strive and do more than survive / Through it all, against the odds, keep our eyes on the prize. I Don't know!!
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