Knew Better 作词 : Destin Route/Miles Parks Mccollum/John Welch 作曲 : Destin Route/Miles Parks Mccollum/John Welch One day take over the Third quarter, three orders, back on the fence New order, old testaments, I don't like estimates Need precisions, dividends on paper Riding, I'm scraping this bandana around tapers Geeking on X, break the pill like a label Brown sugar dipped in the apple, ole quaker Codeine and Codeine and Codeine and Codeine Codeine in a semi, diamond-stacked shaker Brown paper bag hold some soul exchangers Ima shoot shit like the globetrotter Hoes wild away, still toes around me Ima big toe stepper, don't check a lil bro Don't check her, hope she took all of your valuables If your hoe double take, dawg, she's an animal I would, I would, I would, I would Trade in my BM, mad All my new hoes are just like I told her She's the beta Tune 'em, go Steph, the lil ma like Atheta Look like Beyonce just wanna cater Duckin' off with 'em, I'm out in Dakata The gentrified part, not Penola, know better If you knew better, youd probably do better Twin turbo, two twins, knock 'em down like twin towers Man this shit bad And Correta I'm a real deal activist I'm sipping, might need a shower **** a ghost, I'm a real deal black **** Standing and living outside with the power MDMA on my tongue, kind of sour Far from a coward, prestigious as Howard In the two door doing two hundred an hour Heading down Brower Pour up on forzay flowers Hmm If you knew better you'd do better, huh? If you knew better you'd do better, huh? If you knew– If you knew better you'd do better, huh? If you knew better you'd do better, kid If you knew better you'd do better, dude If you knew, uh uh, uh Hop in the whip, crank that bih as loud as it gets You can make a lil vehicle flip Bought my mom a crib off the lyrical, miracle, spiritual shit Imperial, get the grrr, scratch off the serial Told her take if you too territorial They been murdering **** From more than way down in Memorial See the murals, it's the debt that was paid When life laying in the bed that was made Now who pointing two sunny? Who brung the shade? You running blue, call me Bubonic Plague New money, power and respect I can make 'em sick A new Patek put the pink on the face It's the Crucible, d-d-d-doomsaday, and I'm duke nuking roofs Put the juke on the Jakes Fast, gotta get the cash through the dash ****, hit the gas, saw Britney Spears dancing Open chest, took one to the chin, I'm a champion Tisha Campbell, I'm still here, I'm still standing And after the storm clear, wash the blood off the curb Only the finer sun burnt the city to dirt Now we outside thuggin, we gotta him where it hurt God heard the people praying for mercy See it from the outside need to look at the surface You see a certain people assembling, subservient Circle around the Earth, you're seeing the same circuit? Determine still kill and destroy, it's kind of working for me Back to whipping the slave, to whipping the work in the kitchen Tripping forgetting to close the curtain It's certain this shit is a curse and very personal So I'm putting it in a verse, you're hearing it first See which hurts, **** Uh, the devil saw some people starting to give in Applying pressure tryna squeeze out some sins Circle loco off the ten, bobblehead Buddy in the pen, got his ass beat So bad, converted to Islamic ways I don't remember you back in the days Calling my first name won't make me remember You **** rather dickride than dismember You **** rather fall off then contender You **** rather lose pot then follow the agenda You **** **** Tyson, y'all tender I'll put out the fender I personally send the work back to the sender I am an organic holyfied sinner I am a grand, put shit on my momma Damn man, I'm a bad man If it's not you then it's me I'd be dammed I got kids who need pops so I'm paying Anything smoke, I need work the same night no next day No time off, no delaying They live on the neck, they be playing? I be preaching, pimping and popping it Shit be popping, dropping and locking it And my right hand on the westside It's an FN and I'm cocking it I'm shooting this shit with a stock on it I'm shooting this shit, I'm Stojanovic I can never switch up I ain't competition Country **** In the summertime, rocking chrome leather look like bondage With a bad bitch, where'd you find it? I'm on timing Look, uh The name is collection Know the gang I'm in It's the Black Boys Type this shit take, type of time I'm on Beautiful word with a bunch of ugly events Type of shit the game like to shine light on The flames I was walking through the flames of fire Looking for angels, all I can see is cranes in the sky In the vision of God, my brothers and sisters and ancestors combined In another plane is playing with my mind We stand on the dawn of a new era, defined by three letters The alpha, the lion, the lead shepherd So who tryna define the word? I turn this bitch into fireworks right now ****, **** the Fourth of July **** what they talking about I'll punch you in your word of mouth The South has something to say, I'm saying it now Displaying the power This lady gave me the brain, I was a pain Caught a guy like sucking, it's all the same shit Christo