Lyrics If I Knew - Supastition

If I knew then what I know now,
I'd never make the same mistakes I made before
If I knew then what I know now,
I'd be actin' all ill wouldn't talk to half of y'all still
If I knew then what I know now,
I'd never make the same mistakes I made before
If I knew then what I know now,
I wouldn't even waste my time

If I could turn back the hands of time and had to reconsider my life,
Here's a bit of advice
I wouldn't reconcile with kats I'd just shit on 'em twice
Pack my belongings and bounce like I did with my wife,
When I was sick of the fights
And I'ma carry on as long as God gives me the right
Until the... (inaudible)
I'll be livin' my life, they always said that it would kill me
Now I recollect back to that depressing trip to Philly
When they told me that my grandfather left the world and passed away
If life ever made sense to me that's the day
I was a total wreck, soaked in neglect
And everyone who reached out, yo I got total respect
But for them so called friends, them little dudes around
Who only asked about a 16 on studio time
Let me consider it clowns
The last thing that's on my mind was a fuckin' career
Y'all get the fuck outta here!
That's why I walk around now with a chip on my shoulder
They treat you like a king now, but like shit when it's over
So I separate my true friends apart from the jaded snakes
I separate my real friends from my label makes
Cause we can break bread until you see the table shake
But when the tables turn and you broke can they relate
You better test your hearing
How bout you ask a nigga how his life is
Before you ask for a guest appearance.

If I knew then what I know now,
I'd never make the same mistakes I made before
If I knew then what I know now,
I'd be actin' all ill wouldn't talk to half of y'all still
If I knew then what I know now,
I'd never make the same mistakes I made before
If I knew then what I know now,
I wouldn't even waste my time

Some people try anything for notoriety fame
A cryin' shame, I get more BS than I can explain
A clouded future but don't expect for the climate to change
They say "For Pete's sake, did God give this guy any brains?"
If I were signed then I might pull women like Bryan McKnight
Now my sperm count is up, I blow when the timing is right
So many producers, it's useless, me stickin' around
Six grand a beat, I can't afford a signature sound
It's kind of hard to go...(inaudible)
Cause when you broke, they'll say that a sample is nuts and bolts
The production quotes sound like down payments for cars
Stay in the garage that might work for Jay-Z or Nas
But I won't go bankrupt for base what's the case
Of me paying for a beat that sounds like what's his face
For 6G's you better did up Coltrane
Or Miles Davis or a whole stable of old names
For 3G's I want the original gold chains
Of Eric B & Rakim and a spot on Soultrain
You better off tellin' Freddy Fox that he can't curse
Oh yeah I'll buy a beat, let me go rob this bank first
And then I'll be in jail with MC's you fuck with
Throwin' 20 years cause I want a decent production
It's like I gotta beg for one joint
Damn, what the fuck you got to do to get a beat
Hold a producer at gunpoint

If I knew then what I know now,
I'd never make the same mistakes I made before
If I knew then what I know now,
I'd be actin' all ill wouldn't talk to half of y'all still
If I knew then what I know now,
I'd never make the same mistakes I made before
If I knew then what I know now,
I wouldn't even waste my time