You Know (Remix) [feat. Lecrae] Lyrics

You Know (Remix) feat. Lecrae - Bizzle

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Uh Oh! Yeah!

They been waiting a long time for this one

Crae, let's get 'em! Yeah! Go!

They sayin hip-hop's dead, let it die

This the birth of truth music, the death of lies

God over money, I rap 24/7 boy act like

(you know, you know)

Call nine uno uno, then get them boys new clothes

The game gotta change homie

(you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know)

Gimme a minute, I'll spit you this lyrical polygraph

Say you ain't a Christian so you don't listen to godly rap

Only problem I got with that

Is you ain't ever bust your pistol or cut a brick but you filling your iPod with that

Copy that? Your logic is not intact

So miss me with all of that talk, I done ripped on the hardest cats

So ready or not

I am a messenger, they call me a heavenly rapper for God

Whether they're feelin' a cop, I'll give you the business

Quicker than a helicopter, pa-pelican chop

Killin' that crack they sell on the block

Saying they made it, peddlin' rock

Look at they grades, think they in college

But never sayin' that anything wrong

I been to prison, but not for crimes

You went for tickets, and stopped the line

I go to talk to folk all the time that really did what you talk in all your rhymes

And Imma keep it one hunned, Hip hop got me sick to my stomach

Heard y'all mockin' God so don't find it odd

When I'm hoppin' out like Bugs Bunny

And Some will say "That ain't real hip hop,"

Others say "Man it is hip hop,"

If you gonna let Satan kill hip hop to save hip hop, then kill hip hop

Gone!

They sayin hip-hop's dead, let it die

This the birth of truth music, the death of lies

God over money, I rap 24/7 boy act like

(you know, you know)

Call nine uno uno, then get them boys new clothes

The game gotta change homie

(you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know) (they know)

Now they tell me "All I talk about is God

Whole flow soundin' like an ad lib from Big Sean"

All I hear on radio, the same song, same sound

Guess we ain't pay enough to hear our music in your town, well

You ain't gotta play my song, I ain't finna pay for spins

Plus that DJ say that he ain't have a say in it

So what you sayin' then? Oh it's the program director

Imma put my fans on his head and tell 'em to spin these records

And I understand why you may not wanna play this in club

Cause the truth in this don't go well with what you tryna bump

DJ, if you could, (record scratch sound) scratch and thug

Us in your playlist we would sho' appreciate the love

It's God Over Money, Unashamed, till we dead and gone

And you know, I had to jump on Bizzle song

Yeah you know, I had to jump on Bizzle song

Yeah, God Over Money baby, let's go!

They sayin hip-hop's dead, let it die

This the birth of truth music, the death of lies

God over money, I rap 24/7 boy act like

(you know, you know)

Call nine uno uno, then get them boys new clothes

The game gotta change homie

(you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know)

They like Bizzle why you tryin' a tear a black man down?

Who you think controllin' how that black man sound?

Like, they'll never listen if we tell them kill each other

But if one'll poison a milli I bet they fill each other

Just overlook the doctors and the lawyers of they people

Then take all they criminals and put them in the lead role

Turn the drug dealer from the villain to the hero

We don't keep em down we just keep em anger thief flow

Do promote sex, but don't promote commitment

Have them burning in the hood like a locomotive engine

Tell the boys women ain't nothing, but hoes and tricks, then

Let the women raise them alone, they will never listen

Promote sinnin' as a better way of living

Til they so in love with it they'll go against their religion

You take away Christ then you take away hope

Got a deal, here's a Bentley for your soul. Who wanna roll?

They sayin hip-hop's dead, let it die

This the birth of truth music, the death of lies

God over money, I rap 24/7 boy act like

(you know, you know)

Call nine uno uno, then get them boys new clothes

The game gotta change homie

(you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know, you know)

So act like (you know, you know)