U Don't Know Me

Catacombs of my head ain’t been dusted off for days
What makes you think that, just cause I wink back
You can pull those strings away?
There ain’t no C4 that explodes through to me
You don’t know me, no you don’t know me, anyway
This pillow between us feel like the Mississippi River
You swim until you give up, I never knock the hustle
But I just wonder how I could be clearer, still
When it’s all over my face like Clearasil
You see my sole child is my music, ain’t got time for two kids
But I could use a B-U-D-D-Y
Not a swerve, not a DUI
Mrs. Officer, I can’t balance a Valentino
But we could cyph and bump Tha Carter III though
And sip a little Tito’s
High percentage shots and then you lay up next to me though
But I could never put you through hoops, though
And I’ve been trying to put myself back together again
My brain frayed like the sweater I’m in
It’s getting hot in here baby, my thoughts is too crazy
And I used to think I needed someone to save me
I don’t think a shrink is even up for it baby, yeah
This ain’t the door you want to open
(See, you could check in, but you can’t check out)
So put that handle down and walk away
Catacombs of my head ain’t been dusted off for days
What makes you think that, just cause I wink back
You can pull those strings away?
There ain’t no C4 that explodes through to me
You don’t know me, no you don’t know me, anyway
You say you know me? Well, lemme test your fever
Am I LOX or Dipset? Takeover or Ether?
What’s my size in Nike, what’s my size in Adidas?
You fake hold me up, tourist at the Pisa
She said «You're jaded to be Jada, pull off pink like Killa Cam
Even though you lean for Queens, it’s Takeover, Hova got em
I forgot, oh, you a ten in both, like how you see me on the low
You’re just afraid to give a go»
Maybe so, but
This ain’t the door you want to open
(See, you could check in, but you can’t check out)
So put that handle down and walk away
Catacombs of my head ain’t been dusted off for days
What makes you think that, just cause I wink back
You can pull those strings away?
There ain’t no C4 that explodes through to me
You don’t know me, no you don’t know me, anyway
You don’t know me
(Catacombs of my head)
You don’t know me
(Catacombs of my head)
You don’t know me
(Catacombs of my head)
You don’t know me
(Catacombs of my head)
Catacombs of my head ain’t been dusted off for days
What makes you think that, just cause I wink back
You can pull those strings away?
There ain’t no C4 that explodes through to me
You don’t know me, no you don’t know me, anyway