Lyrics You Know - Bizzle

Yeah
It's Bizzle
God over money
Let's get it
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).
What are we doin listenin to this music,
Got me feelin to lose it.
You've been given the voice and you just abuse it.
Most of what you are spewing is useless.
Coupes with the roof missin, a few bricks, and a loose grip and a two spittin and you dissin?
(Yo, check this out) no you listen.
Y'all gonna have to cook that crack you pitchin in a new kitchen.
So you say the rap game like the crack game, huh, true indeed.
But hold up, if you the dealer, then who the fiend?
I'm hearin you on't your own kids hear your music, but it's cool if everybody else kids listen to it.
The name Bizzle, God over money is the movement.
Bread will never influence the direction we steady usin.
A hundred rappers like, "Oo, get em."
A couple rappers will listen and feel I'm dissin cause the shoe fit em.
But if you fit a pair, homie you can get a pair.
The shoe won't change unless your feet do, get it clear.
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).
What are we facin, stuck with a bum reputation for smugglin drugs, pimpin, and thuggin in front of the nation.
A white boy shave his head, you think he a racist.
So if you tatted don't get mad when they think you a gangster.
We all profile, homie, the only difference is most of they point of reference are naked of images.
You throw a pair of glasses on they figure you smart.
You throw a rag on and cats gon figure you hard.
But hold up, what if in every movie you saw, the killers wore the glasses and the rags meant that you soft.
So if you not black and you rarely interact with us, rap will have you swearin we're strapped to keep crack with us.
So how you get mad at the stereotype of believin a lie without gettin mad at the liars.
And I ain't sayin the stereotypin isn't dumb, but if you mad at him then be mad at the one he gets it from.
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 it's one a poison a milli I bet they feel 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 floor.
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).