The Knowledge

[Chorus: VL Deck]

It's up, tell me what's the knowledge

I only send hits 'cause I only want bodies

Fuck your white flag, nigga we don't do apologies

Frank White Deck, I got hitter that's gon' slide for me

Runnin' through the bag so the plug graduated me

Racks got me cocky, my lil niggas think I'm straight from it

Cutter with the scopes, knock an opp to his fuckin' knees

Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three

[Verse 1: VL Deck]

My city I'm the C, go hard for the paper

Live the life of monster, kicking doors for petty capers

Last time to live, somethin' like the rich folks

Tired of all this poverty, it's robbery, it's no joke

My life like a movie, talkin' straight daily

Bitch my lawyer Jewish, got a stick and I'm ready

My lil partner on the food, give him a fixing daily

I seen him in action, he hit a corner and get messy

So fuck your white flag pussy, we don't want peace

I ain't satisfied nigga 'til that ass six deep

And your partner them next, I bet that ass won't rest