She Knows

She knows

She knows, ayy

Bad things happen to the people you love

And you find yourself praying up to Heaven above

But honestly, I never had much sympathy

'Cause those bad things, I always saw them coming for me

I'm gonna run, run away, run, run away, run away (oh, I, oh, I-I-I)

Run away and never come back (well, alright)

Run, run away, run, run away, run away (oh, I, oh, I-I-I)

Show 'em that your color is black (well, alright)

Damned if I do, damned if I don't

You know I got a girl back home

You got a man, what you want? What you want?

What these bitches want from a nigga?

On some DMX shit

I know them other niggas love trickin'

On some BMX shit, but not me

Now I'm sure you done heard 'bout me

A black star, Mos Def, Kweli

Good, so them bad hoes try me, they try me

This is Martin Luther King in the club, gettin' dubs

With a bad bitch in his ear sayin' that she down for whatever

In the back of his mind is Coretta

And she knows, she knows

And I know she knows and I know she knows

And deep down she knows, she knows

And I know she knows and I know she knows

Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

Damned if I do, shit, damned if I don't

I'm passing up on bad hoes

Tryna be the man that she want, what she want

What she, what she want from a nigga?

To put a ring on it

Got a bitch on my dick right now

And she just wanna sing on it, uh

Got me up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

I be up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

Dancehall vibe with my pants on fire

'Cause I told her I was sleep

As I creep with this pretty young thang that I chose

And she could be doing the same thing, I suppose

And she knows, she knows

And I know she knows and I know she knows

And deep down she knows, she knows

And I know she knows and I know she knows

Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

My niggas say, "Turn up," hoes say, "Turn up"

Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up

Niggas say, "Turn up," hoes say, "Turn up"

Only bad thing 'bout a star is they burn up

Rest in peace to Aaliyah

Rest in peace to Left Eye (Left Eye)

Michael Jackson, I'll see ya

Just as soon as I die (I die)

Got me up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

I be up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

Got me up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

I be up so high, tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

Well, alright, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can't be what you want from me, well, alright

Run away, run away, back

(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Run away, run away, back

(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Run away, run away, back

(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)

Run away, run away, back

(Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)