Know the Rules - Intellectual

[Intro: The Notorious B.I.G & Joey BadA$$]

Statik Selektah

Y'all know the rules

Y'all know the rules (Peep the repertoire)

From BK

Y'all know the rules

From BK

(Uh

Check, check)

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]

It be the nights like this that make me question his name

And it's sights like this that make me question the fame

Feeling like, I'm the only one who destined to blame

Never be testing my faith, so I ain't resting today

They don't like to see sunshine, they'd rather see sundown or the nightfall

Pray that he might fall, just like all before his time and presence

Before his prime and essence really stepping

But fuck it, we stepping, repping Beast Coast on the West End

Hoes be impressed with his entrance

And the valet's parking just to spark up your interest

Let's just enter all types of keys and postures

Ima keep it G, 'til you give me G responses

Don't worry, I gotcha, I'm here for you conscious

I'm all upright in your bitch concha

Shit get deep like conches said

They can't see me switch your consciousness

Nigga Kirk hit me up like "What's the plans, my nigga?"

We all trying to eat, but they don't understand, my niggas

Trying to see figures way bigger than that minimum wage shit

We winners for days, but it's in the sinister phase

Now my life got stamina ways, to sin on my plates

If I ain't reading a script, I'm reading ya bitch

Don't trip, I see the signs she be eyeing me

She know who I am so she be eyeing me

But she don't get the IMG, nor the irony

To prove you ain't as high as me

I like these blunts Siamese

'Til we airborne riding on herb shuttles

Don't try to rebuttal

I rap in puzzles like rap's Rapunzel

I’ma be here long, niggas ain't know

Introduce you to the show

Let me show you how to roll

When you fucking with the Pro

[Hook: The Notorious B.I.G & Kirk Knight]

Y'all know the rules

From BK

(And I said)

[Verse 2: Kirk Knight]

We not kids, but we suited for family ties

My eye tear through the leather of why

808's, knocking as the temple of my heart

When we robbed that girl for her iPhone, man, I wish I ain't start

To work hard, then my head honchos oversee masses

Just to see an oversea master, with disaster

In the night, royal flush with the microphone

Fuckin’ with the metronome, made me holler like silicone

See my girl slip for the puss

Like how much years of work? All the time that my body is shook

All the time in the ER

Thinking 'bout the E's and R's we picked up

We could probably use a fuckin’ see or saw

Girls can be on the war like Christ do

I don't need a movie, a ray, or a pistol

And yeah i'm pissed too

Ready, ignite like a crystal, fuck being lyrical

All niggas is making doubles, but they not feeling you

[Hook: The Notorious B.I.G. & CJ Fly]

Y'all know the rules (Check)

Y'all know the rules (Yo, Yo)

Y'all know the rules

From BK

Check, Check

[Verse 3: CJ Fly]

I'd rather live my life right than to be dead wrong

Never left, so I'm guessing right, I had my head on

Then I wasn't getting gassed like Exxon

One basket, would I know to never put all of my eggs on?

Never meant to leave, what mentally

Been rich in mind, some time I spent for free, plus I was sent to read

Led me to believe I've been alive for some centuries

We're spitting heavenly, on the memory of STEEZ

Won't ever quit but no one knows all I've been through

Supplied your mind with food for thought, your choice what you feed into

Sometimes I wonder how to even stomach it

Hit a couple licks of a guilty conscience, take the lotion off your mother's skin

On some other shit, fell down like I fell from the top

And had dropped and kept plummeting

And I don't know how I do it

Know how I keep on making songs and music

[Outro: The Notorious B.I.G & CJ Fly]

Eye do it for you

Y'all know the rules

From BK