My Understanding Is Zero
My understanding is zero
For the simple fact I'm not a hero
Born broke, beat up and always acting evil
I'm playin for keeps
I gots to carry my shank
And keep my hands on my thang
While I'm checkin my bank
I gots nuthin to lose
But I'd rather be six feet deep
I sing the blues
Cause I'm deep and I don't sleep
My understanding's zero watchin channel fuzz
I don't like the fuzz
I'm like was not was
And if I was not
Then I was not or will be
You better murder me man
I'm tellin ya'll to kill me
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, that's what they call me
My last words is like
"Fuck all ya'll, G"
And when I die I'm takin muthafuckaz out with me
And when I die the meat-wagon's gonna come and get me
My understanding's zero cause I'm just a zero
I hear no, I say no, I see no, no evil Yo!
Is I crazy, Is I am, Is I am?
My butcherknife's bloody
So fuck a flim flam
And bout your God, bout your God
Your God is money man
In God we trust
The ill rhyme I bust, oh!
I fall into a state, I'm in depression
Playin me a game of true confessions
I want ya'll to know, I want ya'll to know
If you grow up in the ghetto
Your understanding's zero, zero, zero
For the simple fact I'm not a hero
Born broke, beat up and always acting evil
I'm playin for keeps
I gots to carry my shank
And keep my hands on my thang
While I'm checkin my bank
I gots nuthin to lose
But I'd rather be six feet deep
I sing the blues
Cause I'm deep and I don't sleep
My understanding's zero watchin channel fuzz
I don't like the fuzz
I'm like was not was
And if I was not
Then I was not or will be
You better murder me man
I'm tellin ya'll to kill me
The U-N-H-O-L-Y, that's what they call me
My last words is like
"Fuck all ya'll, G"
And when I die I'm takin muthafuckaz out with me
And when I die the meat-wagon's gonna come and get me
My understanding's zero cause I'm just a zero
I hear no, I say no, I see no, no evil Yo!
Is I crazy, Is I am, Is I am?
My butcherknife's bloody
So fuck a flim flam
And bout your God, bout your God
Your God is money man
In God we trust
The ill rhyme I bust, oh!
I fall into a state, I'm in depression
Playin me a game of true confessions
I want ya'll to know, I want ya'll to know
If you grow up in the ghetto
Your understanding's zero, zero, zero
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Writer(s): Esham Smith
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