Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song They Don't Know, artist - Bizzy Bone. Album song The Story & Thug Brothers, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.05.2015
Record label: Real Talk Entertainment
Song language: English
They Don't Know |
I’m finna call up David and we marchin on them bitches to the South Pole |
So what they wanna do with us? |
I’m finna get’cha get’cha |
Huh, finna get’cha get’cha get’cha (get'cha) |
Lord, crush they numbers daddies eyes can see |
I know Jesus carry me, he ever need me I’m there verily |
Love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food, without the children |
With a child shall lead to mommy, daddy love me I’m children |
Bless the world if it’s possible, I cry on my knees |
Praise the Lord, God almighty the creator of all lightning |
Ass booty and titans, you know that we been clashin in the brainwaves |
Rattlin tryna stop what we got |
Lord a stone cold producer, bad to the bone, I ain’t no sell out |
Betta leave him alone, I’ll clear this bitch out |
Shut the fuck up out of the dust and quickly shake that stick |
Fuck the lust, do you wonder it’s non-physical (physical) |
Deep in the mind where they question me, what do you wanna know? |
I don’t know nothing, but I heard that legend tellin me take it slow |
I said, feelin the body within the body, oh what a blessin |
And what a breath, you betta go get 'em; |
better go plant those seeds |
Deeper, or holdin the microphone, close to the spirit |
Clearly I hear that jealousy, somehow I don’t fear it |
And I don’t blame nothin, surround as we’re surrounded and trapped |
Call up the police that’s bullshit, it’s pulpit in fact |
Until we mack, in the battlefield with the beat like that |
Baby we serious, I’m not curious, tell 'em to watch that |
Those ideologies, remember thou shalt not kill, and isn’t it bloody enough? |
Fuck it, we are the soldiers in the rucket rough |
Call up my uncle let me cop that fuckin Mary J |
We been out here grindin steadily climbin each and every day |
Motherfucker don’t test me come and arrest me, show me how we play |
Figure with the spirit, fight you back like I was anime |
Quick to have a baby sick as fuck and jump right on the stage |
Comin up out that limo pockets swollen payin attention to everything I say |
Open up the mind with a prayer, as I worship the Lord Jesus |
The Dragon Slayer say verily, verily I’m reborn |
Tarnished and torn, burnin up and I’m feelin scorned |
It’s gettin warm, I’m finna go turn it up, huh, end of story |
Prophets and saints so harken with baby Michael’s up in the buildin |
Jesus Christ is yo' pavilion, I’m a thug, I’m in the buildin |
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