go to know, but I don?t. They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know! They know
all around This is not a theory, the conspiracy is real They wanna put me in a straightjacket in a padded room And tell the world is 12 monkeys so they
Carolina stand Up!! (humming) Im good to go yo, yea I woke up early in the morning hoes blowing up my phone Aint no use for small talking when they know
Fall into a spell way deeper than hell Sensation was given to me from my home girl shell Told me, since I was in pain and I like to rebel This Motorola
me rollin' holla when you see me this easy sorta like my ABC's and I'll take another ? nigga 1,2,3 know my name when I spell, it's D-I two G's rather
Chorus) (But they love it and they love it) The more you try to erase me (And they love it and they love it) The more that I appear, oh (and they love
mother It's the laws they make, The laws I break The highs, the lows, The windy roads The knowledge in rhyme, Versus the bullets in your pistols The dollars they
to me, not to me I never heard such rock and roll As on your back roads Tennessee Now I know you're not to blame But you know that you should have told
take it Belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt And of course N A S are the letters that spell Nas
and Desire - To kill my god Your love was never nothing but a lie And the angels cry - Tears fall like rain Knowing they must die - No god to hear their
we're coming for Y-O-U spells You, oh, those girls are bad, stepping with so much class By this time which they did it up I know you cheated Oh, so smooth
things And we boogie to the bang Sunshine and rain Why you cats be talkin' that pimp crap in jail I corresponded with a nigga who can barely spell I know
head Playin' instead of stayin' ahead Steadily portrayin' celebs, delayin' the inevitable When some come round They run down when they touch ground They
to ashes raps with the ghetto gats And I'm doin', niggaz ruin 'em, showin' 'em my razzmatazz Mainly a devil rebel, foul niggaz know we fuckin' wild
but when they see me at the party They be like, "Go 'head, go 'head" 'Cuz I got's the cuts like Bobby, rappers are dick heads Choppin' they demo, I do
feeling like a Murder & Killa, witness i'm on the defense like Johnny Cochran, NOW GIVE UP YO THANGS MISTA, before this glock hit the proper spot, blocks on phones, they wont leave they
makin' danger, and black birds chirpin' A real Damian, Omen possessed by the devil You dig the rhythm and I'll play the runnin' rebel Changed my style
it's goin' to be another sure win for Team Wu-Tang As they take home another pot of gold with this three million dollar purse Rebel INS, U-God, Street
