They Don’t Know

Album cover art for "They Don’t Know" by The Jacka & Freeway

The Jacka & Freeway - Rap, East Coast Rap

They Don’t Know

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[Verse 1: Freeway] I tried to school 'em, tell 'em don't let niggas fool em 'Cause when the pistol blow the one who's murdered be them other niggas (Yeah) You know we gain them figures, me and Jacka We raising the stature, unload them clappers so bring them surgeons with ya We worldwide, we never heard you niggas Don't try me, flow like tsunami and mass murder niggas Free'll ruin his prize, slide through his lobby with them hockeys Smack 'em like a hockey puck, I Jeremy Roenick niggas Me and Jack are the new appointed councils of rap Move ounces of crack, move rhymes, flow like oceans and rivers It's the Roc, Mob Figaz, we sure to deliver We hustlin' and livin' while y'all just coast in the back Let me take y'all niggas back, prior to rap I fired the gat on jokers, sold coke for a livin' Sold dope for a livin', sold raw for a livin' Now we all offer salah, hope Allah will forgive us, nigga [Chorus: Sample] They don't know how can they understand They don't know how can they understand They don't know how can they understand They don't know how can they understand [Verse 2: The Jacka] Ice cold with my nigga Freeza in the Triton lobby, Seen beans and Adisa, we was buildin' on Islam Just a villain from the slums tryna come up with these drugs They say still we got so far to go 'cause that's not how it was I got hooked up with a lot of coke, did it all for us Gangsta from the MOB, but in Allah we trust I tried to purify my heart 'cause I'm a slave to my thoughts I'm a monster out here 'cause I change when it's dark Still got the sound gear, comb the hood with my Glock Searchin' for niggas who purchased, fiendin' strictly for they guap Niggas chillin' on the spot like the world is theirs But they give yo' ass a lot when the barrel to they head I be in my Porsche smokin', eyes redder than red These suckers actin' like they hard gon' end up deader than dead Don't let yo' shorty make his forty knock your brain out ya dreads We out here gettin' rich for real, you niggas prayin' for bread, nigga [Chorus: Sample] They don't know how can they understand They don't know how can they understand They don't know how can they understand They don't know how can they understand [Verse 3: The Jacka] Make Salat, praise Allah 'cause knowledge is power If you disrespect Islam, then the fullies'll shower Nigga, just relax your mind and listen to Da'wah Stay caught up in the Dunya where the Kafirs them [?] To the mayne, changed my name to Shaheed 'cause I'm a Muslim indeed, all I had to do is read Yes, Qu'ran can lead you through the grief, humble the beef Make you sharper than the hardest niggas hustlin' weed Raw Biz like Free, so we don't look like the Pagans Free the nigga Hus, we got our game from prophets in heaven

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Credits

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  • The Jacka
  • Freeway