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They Don't Know Lyrics - The Story - Bizzy Bone

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

 

[Chorus 2X: Bizzy Bone] 

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) 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

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) 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

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 

 

[Chorus] 

 

[Bizzy Bone] 

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 

 

[Chorus - repeat 2X] 

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