She knows
She knows, ayy
Bad things happen to the people you love
And you find yourself praying up to Heaven above
But honestly, I never had much sympathy
'Cause those bad things, I always saw them coming for me
I'm gonna run, run away, run, run away, run away (oh, I, oh, I-I-I)
Run away and never come back (well, alright)
Run, run away, run, run away, run away (oh, I, oh, I-I-I)
Show 'em that your color is black (well, alright)
Damned if I do, damned if I don't
You know I got a girl back home
You got a man, what you want? What you want?
What these bitches want from a nigga?
On some DMX shit
I know them other niggas love trickin'
On some BMX shit, but not me
Now I'm sure you done heard 'bout me
A black star, Mos Def, Kweli
Good, so them bad hoes try me, they try me
This is Martin Luther King in the club, gettin' dubs
With a bad bitch in his ear sayin' that she down for whatever
In the back of his mind is Coretta
And she knows, she knows
And I know she knows and I know she knows
And deep down she knows, she knows
And I know she knows and I know she knows
Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Damned if I do, shit, damned if I don't
I'm passing up on bad hoes
Tryna be the man that she want, what she want
What she, what she want from a nigga?
To put a ring on it
Got a bitch on my dick right now
And she just wanna sing on it, uh
Got me up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie
Dancehall vibe with my pants on fire
'Cause I told her I was sleep
As I creep with this pretty young thang that I chose
And she could be doing the same thing, I suppose
And she knows, she knows
And I know she knows and I know she knows
And deep down she knows, she knows
And I know she knows and I know she knows
Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
My niggas say, "Turn up," hoes say, "Turn up"
Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up
Niggas say, "Turn up," hoes say, "Turn up"
Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up
Rest in peace to Aaliyah
Rest in peace to Left Eye (Left Eye)
Michael Jackson, I'll see ya
Just as soon as I die (I die)
Got me up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie
Got me up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie
I be up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie
Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Oh, I, oh, I-I-I
I can't be what you want from me, well, alright
Run away, run away, back
(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run away, run away, back
(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run away, run away, back
(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
Run away, run away, back
(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)
