Novel - Like I Know lyrics

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Novel - Like I Know lyrics

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] (Pay attention yo) I'm a real dude, so let me let y'all know something Always be the first one riding, never hit Joe frontin' But see I'm not a yes-man, I keep a "no" bu*ton So don't ever question my loyalty 'cuz of Joe Budden I'm real to myself fight for what I believe is right Regardless of what bloggers blog, or what these people write Slaughterhouse, and my known involvement affects the movement But we spoke, they respected it and I kept it moving I ain't a troublemaker, I'm a gutter-hater Wanna move my mother out these projects into something major I want my son to see a world that I ain't never saw I want my man to pick up a check instead of raw As far as Benzino, I ain't know son My man said "he used to own The Source", I said "ohh, son" He ain't gotta like my flow son That's his opinion But my n***as get pumped when n***as show guns (His man: But also chips) [Hook: Novel] If you know, like I know There's gonna be hard times If you go, wherever I go Trouble may follow Help me lord, save my soul Before it gets good, it's gonna get bad Gotta get these devils off my back [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] "Now tell me why I gotta come home and the crib dirty looking I don't wanna eat out no mo', girl where the home cooking? I snatched you out the projects, I don't ask for much Why them dishes still in the sink? That's stuff we had for lunch The other day My mother says I should leave you My friends say I should leave you I'm arguing with these people My reasons is getting weak, boo They k**ing me, help me keep you here No, they're not tryna be foul, it's just these people care When I come home in the AM, I get the evil-stare No I wasn't cheating, I was rapping, aight? You know, the sh** that pay the bills, keep you chatting at night With your thumb on that remote, turning to channels you like On that big-a** flat-screen with the ambient lights Reflecting off the wood floors you never had in your life Do you know how many girls would love to be in your shoes? Fry some chicken, sweep the kitchen, that's the least you could do" (Come on girl) [Hook]

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