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[00:05.64](Intro)
[00:07.42]Rock, rock, rock on
[00:08.49]Rock, rock, rock on
[00:10.53]I'm going to tell you the truth whether you like it or not
[00:13.72]Can I prove it?
[00:14.79]Yes
[00:15.81]Why no more days like those?
[00:19.43](Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9")
[00:20.49]Allow me to put some sense on you ****s
[00:22.82]Too much success, um, here comes your doom
[00:25.77]They told you *************s the sky's the limit
[00:27.44]Then they turn around and tell you that there's footprints on the moon
[00:30.55]You rise to fame and die, so they can say that you barely won
[00:34.04]And they keep your masters, your kids become bastards
[00:36.62]Having to ask executives for their daddy records
[00:39.07]Sounding like Blind Mellow Jelly son
[00:41.10]Look in my eyes, you can tell I'm violent
[00:43.08]I might go diving inside a fine female on the Maldives island
[00:46.84]I vow to never fail my phonics until I'm real iconic
[00:50.24]And you can throw me in a cell, I got it
[00:52.12]I go to jail bout eight, go "oh well" then post bail bout nine-ish
[00:56.04]I treat that ************* like it's a hotel, check in it then check out it
[00:59.57]Then tell my *************s, let the rest doubt it
[01:01.80]These rap *************s bugged out, like divas, they drugged-out thugged-out receivers
[01:05.97]I meet them at their stash place, heat them
[01:07.94]Then tell them, they better drag race the ************* away from me
[01:09.98]Or get their mug shot, like Bieber
[01:12.00]I catch him at the bus stop, while he reading
[01:14.14]This .45 will give him the same hollow Lux got
[01:17.29]I represent, the must haves and whatnots
[01:19.22]*************s that used to cut class, to touch cash and buck shots
[01:21.98](Chorus: Dwele)
[01:22.34]You should know
[01:25.14](But you don't really want nothing)
[01:27.38]You should know
[01:29.66](Talk a bunch of *************t, mother******* stop fronting)
[01:32.33]You should know
[01:33.80](So what you saying yo?
[01:35.17]Keep playing y'all *************s will burn)
[01:37.71]You should know
[01:39.82](************* the whole world)
[01:41.86](Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9")
[01:42.27]Freedom or jail, clips inserted
[01:43.48]A baby's being born, same time a man is murdered
[01:45.97]The beginning and end,you on a block, playing killer with your knife
[01:49.22]Without a gun you're an option, be cut out for the game
[01:51.34]Or they're gon play rock, paper, scissors with your life
[01:53.58]I'm usually more spiritual at night
[01:55.46]Cause murder's in the air, more like a Pippen Nike
[01:57.84]Whipping white, the white American kryptonite
[02:00.39]Living a scripted life, a different kick, a different type
[02:03.28]Whoever fixing chicken rice, I'll spend the night
[02:05.67]In the morning go home to my wife, before she try and sell my *************t
[02:08.98]Ninety nine percent sure, that she gon' try and smell my *************
[02:11.43]Thirsty *************s is praying to hell I slip
[02:13.52]The baddest *******, the last ******* you would've ever imagined
[02:16.26]Would've had chlamydia, getting dragged to cities
[02:18.96]City after city, *************s paying cash for the love of ass and *******
[02:24.32](Chorus: Dwele)
[02:24.72]You should know
[02:27.41](But you don't really want nothing)
[02:29.64]You should know
[02:31.68](Talk a bunch of *************t, mother******* stop fronting)
[02:34.77]You should know
[02:35.94](So what you saying yo?
[02:37.36]Keep playing y'all *************s will burn)
[02:40.16]You should know
[02:41.37](************* the whole world)
[02:43.08](Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9")
[02:43.59](Pick it up)
[02:44.50]I don't know why y'all so highly regarded
[02:46.18]You rhyme like you're borderline mildly retarded
[02:48.40]I show you what my father done started
[02:50.54]I rhyme on a god level, the godliest artist
[02:52.22]Y'all follow artists who target their audience
[02:54.69]But not me, I target the artist, follow the target
[02:56.99]Holding a strap, pointing it at sinners
[02:59.01]And that's when I tell them like Kobe to Shaq, "You lazy and I'm tired of your jogging"
[03:02.84]Shoot at their feet 'til the dance start,I'm going H.A.M. in the slaughterhouse
[03:06.70]************* you and your damn charts, and your crowd participation
[03:09.70]I'm putting a land mine under your stage, had his place raining fan parts
[03:12.96]And called that *************t crowd precipitation
[03:15.49]I'm more premier, than my own DJ and Pac's brother
[03:17.47]I came out of my momma's womb, with a box cutter
[03:20.37]Lyrical spitting image, that mirrors the birth of Slim
[03:22.95]None of these rappers can work with me, I work with them
[03:26.26](Chorus: Dwele)
[03:26.57]You should know
[03:28.70](But you don't really want nothing)
[03:31.52]You should know
[03:33.81](Talk a bunch of *************t, mother******* stop fronting)
[03:36.54]You should know
[03:37.96](So what you saying yo?
[03:39.23]Keep playing y'all *************s will burn)
[03:41.86]You should know
[03:44.41](************* the whole world)
[03:46.21](Outro)
[03:46.66]Prhyme!
[03:48.03]On the vocals
[03:50.72]You have Detroit's own Dwele
[03:55.66]Providing the instruments
[03:58.61]We have
[03:59.94]The incomparable Adrian Younge
[04:03.44]And on the wheels of steel
[04:06.09]DJ Premier
[04:07.46]Yeah
[04:09.45](I say, and I'll say it again
[04:13.31]I'm not the kind of person who come here to say what you like)
[04:18.21]I'm going to tell you the truth whether you like it or not
[04:21.57]Can I prove it?
[04:22.65]Yes
[04:24.35]Why no more days like those?
[04:28.27]You should know~~