Jogger, Willis - They Know Lyrics

I'm a dead man walking, UH
You can meet me at the edge of the earth
Fuck it, I feel like my head in the dirt
I don't think this shit could get any worse
Feel like a man with nowhere to fit in so I barely can win now I carry a curse
All the darkness be hidden inside my eyes, tell me am I alive? I don't care if it hurts
Numbers determining self, worth
All this shit, make my, head, hurt
Don't be surprised when you open your eyes and you hoping the lies are your best, work
Yeah, all that shit they said was a waste of time, I call progress
You should work more, homie talk less
And I ain't waiting for your move, this not chess, UH
I don't need help from these people, they thinking they know more about this UH
I remember them laughing when I started rapping, I knew they would doubt this, aye
I gotta few tricks up my sleeve, but I ain't bout to show and tell
Even my teachers, told me to quit, but they can all go to hell
I'm tired of nobody listening to me, I promise you all that I got shit to say
Nobody care cuz I'm not even paid
Depression been eating, I'm falling away
I've tried be social like everyone else, but my anxiety got in the way
And everyone asking like what am I doing but I know they know why I'm walking away, UH!

They told him he can't make it but he smiles and thinks where will I go
Around the world and back again, he's going places so far from home
Cause they know, they know, they know, they know

Why the fuck would I pay for shit, I won't make it quick, man I ain't a bitch
So you can take, my money and run away with it, you ain't making shit, you weren't made for this
Goddamn
So homie take a pic, and it'll last longer
Don't be talking to me like you had honor
All your money troubles that your fucking dad, conquered, UH
I get down, on the low, when I get rejected
Never accepted, you headed for second
Keep a small circle, no polka dots, but I'm motherfucking saying that you better connect it
Coming for you rappers, got a veteran checklist
Everyone who saw me went and ran for the exit
No one seems, to give a fuck about me,
and I ain't texting, but I'm sending a message
I don't know how to vacation
So they never doubted my patience
My mind has been known block out motivation, so how do I get out the basement?
How much fucking time am I wasting?
And why is my mind always racing?
Negativity be so contagious so when do I side with temptation?
Be yourself and go make a change
I don't care if we ain't the same
I'm sick of seeing other people imitate each other man you ain't a slave so go break the chains aye aye
I don't really care about the gold and ice
But if that's how you wanna live homie roll the dice
You keep on talking with the devil and you sold your life
And I don't settle for less, bitch I bowl for strikes huh

They told him he can't make it but he smiles and thinks where will I go
Around the world and back again, he's going places so far from home
Cause they know, they know, they know, they know

They told him he can't make it but he smiles and thinks where will I go
Around the world and back again, he's going places so far from home
Cause they know