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5th song on The Jacka’s 2009 release Tear Gas, this track finds him and Freeway trading verses about their former lives before the deen on an uptempo beat by RobLo of the Blahkopera movement.
[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
They Don’t Know was produced by RobLo.
The Jacka released They Don’t Know on Tue Jun 16 2009.