Gottaknow

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Presenting to you, the President of the United States
 The bullet being lodged an inch away from his heart, Reagan is launched into the operating room, and tells his doctors, 'I hope you're all Republicans.'
 Cash rules everything around me
 I ain't claiming I'm street
 I'm just saying everything that surrounds me is concrete
 In the 'burb a lot, ride all because I bubble like Don P
 Right beside me's a dime piece, college girl looking 'bout as good as I sleep
 That's cause I keep it low, the opposite of high key
 Y'all niggas got the wrong idea 'bout what's really going on, out here
 Y'all weird, I see, they told you, 'Keep your ears to the streets'
 Y'all niggas laying down and y'all ears out here in these streets
 I guess you took it literal
 Guess the only code you live by's forget-it-code
 Uh, if I should get my own guilty verdict
 May the next man learn from it, then flourish
 You could put it on the news, you could put my face on the front of a shirt, then the latest video, then blur it
 Y'all niggas fucking with the next nigga, bitch
 Mostly attracted to her cause she the next nigga bitch
 One of my niggas made a name for killing niggas
 Now he on the slayin' spree for Dilla niggas, I call it the nigga nitch
 Life is set up for you to dig a ditch
 God is looking down on all, being carried by the crisp pallbearers
 Like, just ball, player
 You ain't even gotta pull a trigger, you can still assist
 Got to know when to row from the madness
 Got to know when to give these niggas passes
 Got to know when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em
 Got to know when to beats niggas asses
 Got to know when the money ain't good money
 Got to know when somebody ain't good for ya'
 Got to know when to open and when to close
 When being silent exposes, and when it's golden
 Got to know all I got to know
 Got to know all I got to know
 God made us niggas, then made us all breakable
 Then gave us all decision making, that'll make or break a nigga
 People tryna blaze with you, just so they can lace a nigga
 All because of public sensationalism
 With brothers with faces that people see and can relate to
 When the place where the foundation of eating's
 Higher population is based on popularity
 Gotta be careful where you place your wisdom
 All it takes is just one conversation, where you, unbeknownst to the fact you're talking to an abomination
 At the wrong place, at the wrong time, with the wrong crime taking place
 That'll put you away for a long grind, where it's locked
 Where it's not safe unless you know them combinations
 Yeah, it's just a way a man to be taken by the same thing that took his brother
 We don't learn from each other, we learn to look the other
 Way when one of us in trouble
 That karma looking to catch you, it's patient
 It'll wait till you think you would love to come get you
 Cause women been the downfall of men ever since pussy was discovered
 Dearly beloved, you soul searching for nothing
 Just follow the instincts the lord versed you with, historically
 That feeling that you get in your gut been getting ignored more than that poor person
 Who's living under the gun in this cold, cold world that we live in
 That's under the imminent control of the consumer and indigenous war merchants
 More religion and more churches, doctors, more nurses
 Cause it's the American way to make anything that'll finish you or drop you, for purchase
 Who said I couldn't buy my way into heaven?
 All I need is a bottle, a couple dollars, a couple people that'll keep me company
 And who love misery as much as me
 You got to know your pedigree, got to be yourself at all times
 Your true self at all times ain't gon hesitate to let you know when you should let it be
 A lot of these brothers done died tryna follow their pride
 Gotta know the alert signs, them butterflies as reliable as your first mind, genetically
 Got to know when to row from the madness
 Got to know when to give these niggas passes
 Got to know when to hold 'em and when to fold 'em
 Got to know when to beats niggas asses
 Got to know when the money ain't good
 Got to know when somebody ain't good for ya'
 Got to know when to open and when to close
 When being silent exposes, and when it's golden
 Got to know all I got to know
 Got to know all I got to know
 

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Duration
03:55
Key
10
Tempo
81 BPM

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