What them know?
About when the living is rough
What them know?
About when the living is hard
I've locked myself in my own head
Seems like it stopped working it's fucking dead
I be loving what I'm doing
Front back mother fucker rhyming eh
Shit I be doing perfect timing
Give me another one
Let me start eh
What them know?
About when the living is rough
What them know?
About when the living is hard
Yes
I'm a rhyme that
I'm a talk that
I'm a give it to you
I've locked myself in my own head
Seems like it stopped working it's fucking dead
I be loving what I'm doing
Front back mother fucker rhyming eh
Shit I be doing perfect timing
Give me another one
Let me start eh
I've seen some changes but nothing seems to move
It's like we're waiting on some sort of approve
Sometimes my mind feels kind of broozed
It's like a I need some color
I need some food
What them know?
About when the living is rough
What them know?
About when the living is hard
