Luyện nghe bài hát They Don't Know

Hahaha, aight your shit homie (c'mon)

[Chorus 2X: Bizzy
Ooh, I guess they know (know)
I'm finna call up and we marchin on them bitches to the South Pole
So what they do with us? I'm finna get'cha get'cha
Huh, finna get'cha get'cha (get'cha)

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

[Bizzy
Deep in the mind where they question me, what do you know?
I don't know nothing, but I that legend tellin me take it slow
I said, feelin the body 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
up the police that's bullshit, it's pulpit in fact
Until we mack, in the battlefield with the like that
Baby we serious, I'm not curious, tell 'em to that
ideologies, remember thou shalt not kill, and isn't it bloody enough?
Fuck it, we are the in the rucket rough

[Bizzy
up my uncle let me cop that fuckin Mary J
We been out here grindin steadily climbin and every day
Motherfucker don't test me come and arrest me, show me how we
with the spirit, fight you back like I was anime
Quick to have a baby sick as and jump right on the stage
Comin up out that limo pockets swollen 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
Tarnished and torn, up and I'm feelin scorned
It's gettin warm, I'm finna go it up, huh, end of story
Prophets and saints so harken with baby Michael's up in the
Jesus is yo' pavilion, I'm a thug, I'm in the buildin

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