I Know

Lyrics

Saigon - "I Know" [Emcee(s): Saigon] [Producer(s): Sha Money XL] [Sample (Melody): Nelson Ned - "Jurame"] [Hook: Saigon] I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) Life got much more to offer me And I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) The system treats us unlawfully And I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) That a new day is yet to Come, and I know (And I know) that I'll be right here with the nation [Verse 1: Saigon] We live in a Place where babies are born addicted to base If you get arrested, you're likely to get kicked in your face A lot of bitches is sick with the "H." If you don't want the "I.V.," think before you put your dick in her waist It's a disgrace. There's only one particular race That got fucked ever since we got shipped to the States Like being trapped in a pit full of snakes. They're calling the coke Dandruff—the ghetto been infected with flakes I listen to rap but wouldn't let my kid listen to that 'Cause if my kid listen to that, then it's a wrap Niggas replace wisdom with materialism I use the rhythm to preach about imperialism I get on it like Martin Luther King and do the damn thing Far as snitching go, I'm like J-Lo—I can't sing But I'll eat you like a planet wing. Let's pop A cop and then pop some champagne, then listen Hear you sing [Hook: Saigon] I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) Life got much more to offer me And I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) The system treats us unlawfully And I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) That a new day is yet to Come, and I know (And I know) that I'll be right here with the nation [Verse 2: Saigon] They got Drugs of all sorts coming through their airports Only once every five years somebody get caught. How many Lives must heroin cut short? How many black folk Gotta grow up to smoke, shoot, sniff, or snort? (Damn...) We're no longer serving them dimes to maneuver through turbulent Times, me and my niggas murdering rhymes, my life Read like a verse in the psalms, surahs in the Quran Word, bond, y'all gon' worship the 'Gon. Con- -vict since a young age, face plastered on the front page Picture me working for minimum wage. I went in A rage, packed the MAC-10 and the gauge. In The streets, I seen more action than Nicholas Cage Buck one for my niggas locked for using a gun Buck two, hit them niggas that bucked Rule—fuck you! Buck three for Lucky, buck four for all my dawgs Up north. Let's get this jump off jumped off [Hook: Saigon] I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) Life got much more to offer me And I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) The system treats us unlawfully And I know, I know, I know, I know (I know) That a new day is yet to Come, and I know (And I know) that I'll be right here with the nation [Outro: Saigon] What you know though? What you know? What you know? Uh. Yeah. Salute, all-mighty Abandoned Nation. Everybody in jail, get your education. Yeah, yeah. Teamwork music. Uh, Sha Money XL, Saigon. We're back. Yeah, yeah, teamwork, A.B. Yo, let that, let that fade out real quick, man. Yo, I need you to take me back to the 80's, man. Give me something that I can dance to, man. On some 80's shit, Saigitty