They Don't Know Lyrics

Nearly 92,000 Americans died of drug overdoses last year

Marking a 30% increase from the year before

The Centers for Disease Control says that is a 75% increase

Over five years, and by far the highest annual total on record

While overdose death rates have increased in every

Major demographic group year after year

No group has seen a bigger increase than black men

Since 2015, the death rate among black men

Has more than tripled rising 213%

Rates among men in every other major racial

Or ethnic group have increased at a slower pace

As a result, black men have overtaken white men

And are now on par with American Indian

Or Alaska Native men as the demographic groups

Most likely to die from overdoses

They don't know

Trust me they don't know

They don't really know what's going on

Maybe they don't give a fuck

That could be it

But I say they don't know

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't know how I feel

Talk about a nigga

They don't know how I live

Came to my hood

To take a picture of the kid

But ain't wanna pan down

To show a young nigga ribs

Mama going crazy

Cuz her baby living sick

He told mama Chill

I'm gonna go and get the rent

You seen what you did

To the place I called crib

Aye how a baby posed to feel

Whine all the time

Cuz these fucking powerlines

Messing with my spirit

Tryna dim a nigga Shine

My shade like damn nigga

Ain't bout time

Damien calm down

I know how it feel

Tryna deal with trauma and it's real

Tryna be a man when is men that they kill

Tryna keep my head up like the lettuce in the field

How I find a way they don't know still

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

Them people be on the TV

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

Them people be on the TV

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

Let me tell you bout your kind

Quick to sell you out

For a nickel and a dime

See them on the TV

They be jucking all the time

Catch 'em out in public

They be tryna to give a pound

Smile in your face throwing dirt on your back

I don't know what's worse nigga, that or a rat

Crabs on your mat. You just wait for the snap

Situation Crazy

Tell me how you handle that

That's what I know

Had to find a way with no road

Had to take life stay warm in the cold

All I do is get it til the getting fucking gone

And when I got full on that

I just buried all the bones - that's 4sho

They don't really know what's going on

How you come into my house

And tell me how to run my home

So bitch excuse my French. Miss

You Gotta mind my wince miss

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

Them people be on the TV

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on

They don't really know what's going on