Knowledge Of Self Us3

Rock
Ge-ge-get down, yeah
Please listen to this [Incomprehensible]
Listen to the [Incomprehensible]

Monkey, see monkey do, follow this when I cue you
The mic is my wine it helps me cast my voodoo spell
Hell cause I'm F you N K Y
Suckers try to flex I say, "Why, oh why?"
Cause I don't bother nobody, I chill and hardly party
Now and then I might go out, puff a blunt and sip Bacardi
But if not I'm in my room pumpin' tunes
Waitin' for the payday, it's coming soon

Brooklyn is my home, better yet my war zone
Why did I say that? Cause it's a mutherfuckin' fact
Kids around the way know what's up, they can't front
Kids are getting' smoked up like blunts
All over nonsense, brothers die constant
I'm looking for an answer, I can't find it
I think we need a little help, word
Brothers gotta find knowledge of self

I got mad knowledge of self
You gotta get with knowledge of self
I got mad knowledge of self
You gotta get with knowledge of self