Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Know

Hahaha, aight your shit homie (c'mon)

2X: Bizzy Bone]
Ooh, I they don't know (know)
I'm finna call up David and we marchin on them to the South Pole
So what they do with us? I'm finna get'cha get'cha
Huh, get'cha get'cha get'cha (get'cha)

Bone]
Lord, they numbers daddies eyes can see
I know Jesus carry me, he ever need me I'm verily
Love the Virgin Mary, Mexican food, without the
With a child lead to mommy, daddy love me I'm children
Bless the world if possible, I cry on my knees
Praise the Lord, God the creator of all lightning
Ass booty and titans, you know that we clashin in the brainwaves
Rattlin tryna stop we got
Lord a stone cold producer, bad to the bone, I ain't no out
Betta leave him alone, clear this bitch out
Shut the fuck up out of the dust and quickly shake stick
Fuck the lust, do you wonder it's (physical)

[Bizzy
Deep in the mind they question me, what do you wanna know?
I don't know nothing, but I heard that legend tellin me take it
I said, the body within the body, oh what a blessin
and a breath, you betta go get 'em; better go plant those seeds
Deeper, or the microphone, close to the spirit
Clearly I hear that jealousy, somehow I fear it
And I don't blame nothin, surround as surrounded and trapped
Call up the police that's bullshit, it's pulpit in
Until we mack, in the battlefield with the beat like
Baby we serious, I'm not curious, 'em to watch that
Those ideologies, remember shalt not kill, and isn't it bloody enough?
it, we are the soldiers in the rucket rough

[Bizzy
Call up my uncle let me cop that fuckin J
We been out grindin steadily climbin each and every day
Motherfucker don't me come and arrest me, show me how we play
with the spirit, fight you back like I was anime
Quick to have a sick as fuck and jump right on the stage
Comin up out limo pockets swollen payin attention to everything I say
Open up the with a prayer, as I worship the Lord Jesus
The Slayer say verily, verily I'm reborn
and torn, burnin up and I'm feelin scorned
It's gettin warm, I'm finna go turn it up, huh, end of
Prophets and saints so with baby Michael's up in the buildin
Jesus is yo' pavilion, I'm a thug, I'm in the buildin

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