Bizzy Bone - They Don't Know lyrics

[Bizzy Bone - They Don't Know lyrics]

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)

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)

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

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)

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

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)

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