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    BIZZY BONE

    The Story 2006 ©

    They Don't Know

    Hahaha, aight rock your shit homie (c'mon)


    Ooh, I guess they don't know (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

    2006 ©


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