They Don’t Know

By The Jacka

On Tear Gas

Released on June 16, 2009

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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