You Know (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Bizzle] Uh-oh, yeah They been waiting a long time for this one Crae, let's get 'em Yeah! Go! [Hook: Bizzle] They saying hip-hop's dead, let it die (Dead, die) This the birth of truth music, the death of lies (What? Yeah) God Over Money, I rap 2-4/- (Ayy) -/7, boy, act like (You know, you know) Call nine-uno-uno, then get them boys new clothes (Ayy, ayy) The game gotta change, homie (You know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know) [Verse 1: Bizzle] Gimme a minute, I'll spit you this lyrical polygraph Say you ain't a Christian, so you don't listen to godly rap Only problem I got with that is you ain't ever bust your pistol Or cut a brick, but you filling your iPod with that Copy that? Your logic is not intact, so miss me with all of that talk I done ripped on the hardest cats, so ready or not I am a messenger, call me a heavenly weapon for God Whether a felon or cop, I'll give you the business quicker than a helicopter, p-pelican chop Killin' that crack they sell on the block, saying they made it peddlin' rock Look at their grades, they was in college, but never say it in any of their rhymes I been to prison, but not for crimes, you went for tickets and stopped the line I go to talk to folk all the time that really did what you talk in all your rhymes And I'ma keep it one-hunnid, hip-hop got me sick to my stomach Heard y'all mockin' God, so don't find it out when I'm hoppin' out like "Who want it? And some will say "That ain't real hip-hop", others say "Man, it is hip-hop" If you gon' let Satan steal hip-hop, then save hip hop or kill hip hop Gone! [Hook: Bizzle & Lecrae] They saying hip-hop's dead, let it die (Dead, die) This the birth of truth music, the death of lies (What? Yeah) God Over Money, I rap 2-4/- (Ayy) -/7, boy, act like (You know, you know) Call nine-uno-uno, then get them boys new clothes (Ayy, ayy) The game gotta change, homie (You know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know, they know) [Verse 2: Lecrae] Now they tell me all I talk about is God Whole flow sounding like an ad-lib from Big Sean (Oh God) All I hear on radio, the same songs, same sound Guess we ain't pay enough to hear our music in your town, well You ain't gotta play my song, I ain't finna pay for spins (No, uh-uh) Plus, that DJ say that he ain't have a say in it So what you sayin' then? Oh, it's the program director (Uh-huh) I'ma put my fans on his head and tell 'em to spin these records (Let's go) And I understand why you may not wanna play this in club 'Cause the truth in this don't go well, what you tryna cut? DJ, if you could- erra-erra- scratch and put Us in your playlist, we would sure appreciate the love It's God Over Money, unashamed 'til we dead and gone (Gone) And you know I had to jump on Bizzle's song Yeah, you know I had to jump on Bizzle's song Hahaha, God Over Money, baby, let's go, yeah! [Hook: Bizzle] They saying hip-hop's dead, let it die (Dead, die) This the birth of truth music, the death of lies (What? Yeah) God Over Money, I rap 2-4/- (Ayy) -/7, boy, act like (You know, you know) Call nine-uno-uno, then get them boys new clothes (Ayy, ayy) The game gotta change, homie (You know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know) [Verse 3: Bizzle] They like "Bizzle, why you tryna tear a black man down?" (Down) Who you think controllin' how that black man sound? (Huh?) Like, they'll never listen if we tell 'em "Kill each other" But if one'll poison a milli', I bet they'd feel each other" (Sellout) Just overlook the doctors and the lawyers of their people Then take all they criminals and put 'em in the lead role Turn the drug dealer from the villain to the hero We don't keep 'em down, we just keep 'em aimed at flow Do promote sex, but don't promote commitment" (Sex) Have them burning in the hood like a locomotive engine" (Uh) Tell 'em boys women are nothing but hoes and tricks, then (Then what?) Let the women raise them alone, they will never listen (Uh) Promote sinnin' as a better way of living 'Til they so in love with it, they'll go against their religion (Uh) You take away Christ, then you take away hope Got a deal, here's a Bentley for your soul, who wanna roll? (Nah) [Hook: Bizzle] They saying hip-hop's dead, let it die (Dead, die) This the birth of truth music, the death of lies (What? Yeah) God Over Money, I rap 2-4/- (Ayy) -/7, boy, act like (You know, you know) Call nine-uno-uno, then get them boys new clothes (Ayy, ayy) The game gotta change, homie (You know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know, you know) So act like (Ayy, you know, you know)