She knows

She knows, hey

Bad things happen to the people you love

And you find yourself praying up to heaven above

But honestly, I′ve never had much sympathy

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

I′m gonna run, run away (oh, I)

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

Run away and never come back (well, all right)

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

Run away (oh, I-I-I)

Show 'em that your color is black (Well, all right)

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, huh

I know them other niggas love tricking

On some BMX shit, but not me

Now, I′m sure you don′t hear about 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, getting 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, all right, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can′t be what you want from me, well, all right

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

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

Damned if I do, shit

Damned if I don′t

I'm passing up on bad hoes

Trying to 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 want to sing on it

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 vibes with my pants on fire

'Cause I told her I was sleep, ′cause I

Creep with this pretty young thing that I chose

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, all right, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can′t be what you want from me, well, all right

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

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

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, uh

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, uh

I be up so high

Tryin' get a piece of that apple pie

Well, all right, oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can′t be what you want from me, well, all right

Oh, I, oh, I-I-I

I can′t be what you want from me, well, all right

Run away, run away, back

Run away, run away, back

Run away, run away, back

Run away, run away, back