YC The Cynic - Know it Alls lyrics

[Verse 1] Close your bible homie Don't try to sell me sh** If you ain't telling me how to get money Then don't tell me sh** The streets raised me watching Belly, reading Machiavelli So all that power of Christ compels me don't compel me sh**, got bills due, got pipe leaks, got mildew Gotta keep up being that real dude You abandoned that but I still do it There's a good chance that I might not be around to say good morning But if God comes then at least I had one helluva performance, we are! [Hook] We are we are We are, we are We are, we are, we are A generation, a generation of A generation, a generation of A generation of know it alls Know it alls, know it all know it alls (4x) [Verse 2] Calling me a realist, have you seen this face? If I left it up to chance would I be this way? If I believed in cynics like me would I be the same? If I believed in it being us unseen would I be afraid? Please! This is my work and dedication Dead asleep with deprivation, get a seat and dead your hatred Only reason I reason is to exceed my limitations Call me genius, my genius without collegiate education This a black man in America Tap dancing for that chance to see them cats stand for your character Black hair with a closed fist trying to advance from that area Homesteads gotta stand up, gotta man up for a fair chance Gotta square up, gotta square dance Gotta increase your stamina, youngin' was our role model Thought he sounding on corner, grab every bottle of cold bottle Call it however you call it Call us fallen, misguided, retarded But we denied it, we talked it and we decide it, we are! [Hook] [Bridge] Rolling, rolling, rolling stone Pack your bags and come back home Come back home [Outro]