Y'all Know Me - SHAD, Ebrahim

Even if they don’t seem what they oughta be

I just let it go down

Now I can make em see to the heart of me (y'all know me)

And I let it go down

If they don’t seem what they oughta be

I just let it go down

I can make em see to the heart of me (y'all know me)

And I let it go down

(How should I begin, um.)

What’s a winner?

What’s this bitterness?

It’s crazy how we fight like Springer

No Fight Night, it’s not a game (give'r)

I’m a globetrotter but not a baller or ball-spinner

On this big ball spinning up on God’s tall fingers

All year, aw yea, spring, summer, fall, winter

Remembering the saint that remembered we’re all sinners

Let my people go!

(uhh Pharaoh they’re talking to us)

Rosa’s still seated, saying «please don’t get off of the bus»

It’s history, never her story and prophets get crushed

Tough topics get hushed and life is often unjust

I forget.

then I remember to remember

On the darkest days, the sun is still shining in December

Being broke, yeah that’s hard, but that legal ain’t always tender

I’m Hakeem’s team focused with my dream in the center, let’s move

Now I’m just trying to make it do what it should (never!)

Can Wesley Snipes get a Leslie Feist, what’s good?

I’m on a little win streak yo

Jeremy Linnin', Tim Tebow

How many them negro men can spend c-notes?

Love be infinito, bring me that passion, that black Jim Caviezel

I’m trying to be acting like he’s really coming back in the sequel

Really rap for the people

We can do this music for half of the ego but

Cats been gassed before Shad added diesel fuel

To fire but one strike to the match can be lethal

They say a bit of the fast life’s addictive

As a hit from a crack pipe

The trap’s, like, hidden like slipping that night on some black ice

Makes people backbite, even backstab best friends with a jackknife

B I’m in that fight, given miserable odds, fighting with self

In a scrap between business and art

I been given some scars, can’t give in, still giving ‘em bars

Spit from the heart and I’ll rip ‘em apart