You Should Know
PRhyme Lyrics


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Rock, rock, rock on
Rock, rock, rock on
I'm going to tell you the truth whether you like it or not
Can I prove it?
Yes
No more days like those

Allow me to put some sense on you coons
Too much success, um, here comes your doom
They told you niggas the sky's the limit
Then they turn around and tell you that there's footprints on the moon
You rise to fame and die, so they can say that you barely won
And they keep your masters, your kids become bastards
Having to ask executives for their daddy records
Sounding like blind Melle, jelly son?
Look in my eyes, you can tell I'm violent
I might go diving inside a fine female on the Maldives island
I vow to never fail my phonics until I'm real iconic
And you can throw me in a cell, I got it
I go to jail bout eight go "oh well" then post bail bout nine-ish
I treat that bitch like it's a hotel, check in it then check out it
Then tell my niggas, let the rest doubt it
These rap niggas bugged out like divas
They drugged out thugged out receivers
I meet them at their stash place, heat them
Then tell them they better drag race the fuck away from me
Or get their mug shot like Bieber
I catch him at the bus stop while he reading
This .45 will give him the same holler luck's got
I represent the must haves and whatnots
Niggas that used to cut class to touch cash and buck shots

You should know
(But you don't really want nothing)
You should know
(Talk a lot of shit, motherfucking stop fronting)
You should know
(So what you saying yo, keep playing y'all niggas will burn)
You should know
(Fuck the whole world)

Freedom or jail, clips inserted
A baby's being born, same time a man is murdered
The beginning and end
You on a block playing killer with your knife
Without a gun you're an option
Be cut out for the game
Or they're gon play rock, paper, scissors wit your life
I'm usually more spiritual at night
Cause murder's in the air more like a pimping Nike
Whipping bike, the white American kryptonite
Living a scripted life
A different picket, different type
Whoever fixing chicken rice, I'll spend the night
In the morning go home to my wife
Before she try and sell my shit
Ninety nine percent sure that she gon try and smell my dick
Thirsty niggas is praying the hell I slip
The baddest bitches, the last bitches you would've ever imagined
Would've had chlamydia getting dragged to cities
City after city niggas paying cash for the love of ass and titties

You should know
(But you don't really want nothing)
You should know
(Talk a lot of shit, motherfucking stop fronting)
You should know
(So what you saying yo, keep playing y'all niggas will burn)
You should know
(Fuck the whole world)

(Pick it up)
I don't know why y'all so highly regarded
You rhyme like you're borderline mildly retarded
I show you what my father done started
A rhyme on a god level, the godliest artist
Y'all follow artists who target their audience
But not me, I target the artist, follow the target
Holding a strap, pointing it at sinners
And that's when I tell them like Kobe to Shaq
You lazy and I'm tired of your jogging
Shoot at their feet till the dance start
I'm going H.A.M. in the slaughterhouse
Fuck you and your damn charts
And your crowd participation
I'm putting a land mine under your stage
Had his place raining fan parts
And called that shit crowd precipitation
I'm more premier than my own DJ and Pac's brother
I came out of my momma's womb with a box cutter
Lyrical spitting image that mirrors the birth of Slim
None of these rappers can work with me, I work with them

You should know
(But you don't really want nothing)
You should know
(Talk a lot of shit, motherfucking stop fronting)
You should know
(So what you saying yo, keep playing y'all niggas will burn)
You should know
(Fuck the whole world)

On the vocals
You have Detroit's own Dwele
Providing the instruments
We have
The incomparable Adrian Young
And on the wheels of steel
DJ Premier
Yeah




(I've seen, and I see it again
I'm not the kind of person who come here and say what you like)

Overall Meaning

The song "You Should Know" by PRhyme is a hip hop track that contains sharp and socially conscious lyrics. The first two verses of the song are delivered by rapper Royce da 5'9", who criticizes the music industry for exploiting young artists who rise to fame quickly and then die tragically. He also accuses some rappers of being uneducated and lazy while boasting about their success, and warns that their reckless behavior will lead to their downfall. Royce da 5'9" also addresses issues such as police brutality, childbirth, and infidelity.


The last verse of the song is delivered by rapper DJ Premier, who attacks other rappers for their lack of creativity and originality, and declares himself to be a superior lyricist. He also references the rappers Notorious B.I.G. and Tupac Shakur, and expresses his disdain for crowd participation and chart rankings. The chorus of the song, sung by Dwele, emphasizes the idea that people should be honest about their intentions and actions, rather than pretending to be something they are not.


Overall, "You Should Know" is a powerful commentary on the hip hop industry and society in general, delivered through compelling lyrics and a catchy beat.


Line by Line Meaning

Rock, rock, rock on
Let's get this started.


I'm going to tell you the truth whether you like it or not
I'm about to speak some truths, regardless of how you feel about it.


Can I prove it?
You want some evidence?


Yes
I got you, fam.


No more days like those
Let's leave the past in the past and move forward.


Allow me to put some sense on you coons
Let me enlighten you ignorant individuals.


Too much success, um, here comes your doom
You might be riding high now, but watch out for that fall.


They told you niggas the sky's the limit
They made you believe you could do anything.


Then they turn around and tell you that there's footprints on the moon
But once you get to the top, they make you feel like it's not enough.


You rise to fame and die, so they can say that you barely won
They'll make you feel like you achieved nothing unless you're a legend.


And they keep your masters, your kids become bastards
They take ownership of your music, leaving your family with nothing.


Having to ask executives for their daddy records
Your kids have to beg for scraps from those who profited off their father's talent.


Sounding like blind Melle, jelly son?
You're rapping like a fool, son.


Look in my eyes, you can tell I'm violent
I have a fierce intensity in my gaze.


I might go diving inside a fine female on the Maldives island
I might take a luxurious vacation and get intimate with a beautiful woman.


I vow to never fail my phonics until I'm real iconic
I will always be dedicated to my craft and strive for greatness.


And you can throw me in a cell, I got it
I'll handle whatever comes my way.


I go to jail bout eight go "oh well" then post bail bout nine-ish
I'll take my punishment and then get right back to business.


I treat that bitch like it's a hotel, check in it then check out it
I don't get attached to women, just enjoy them temporarily.


Then tell my niggas, let the rest doubt it
I don't care what others think, just do you.


These rap niggas bugged out like divas
These rappers are acting like entitled divas.


They drugged out thugged out receivers
They're drug addicts and violent criminals.


I meet them at their stash place, heat them
I confront them where they hide their drugs and weapons.


Then tell them they better drag race the fuck away from me
They better flee from me as fast as possible.


Or get their mug shot like Bieber
They'll end up looking like Justin Bieber's infamous mugshot.


I catch him at the bus stop while he reading
I'll catch him when he's least expecting it.


This .45 will give him the same holler luck's got
I'll shoot him just like Lucky Luciano was shot.


I represent the must haves and whatnots
I represent the have-nots, the underdogs, and the downtrodden.


Niggas that used to cut class to touch cash and buck shots
People who had to skip school to make money and avoid violence.


You should know
Listen closely, now.


(But you don't really want nothing)
(Even though you claim you do, you're not really about that life.)


(Talk a lot of shit, motherfucking stop fronting)
(Stop talking and start doing something.)


(So what you saying yo, keep playing y'all niggas will burn)
(If you keep pushing, you'll get burned.)


(Fuck the whole world)
(I don't give a damn about anyone or anything.)


Freedom or jail, clips inserted
I'll do whatever it takes to stay free, even if that means shooting someone.


A baby's being born, same time a man is murdered
Life is both beautiful and tragic.


The beginning and end
We all come into this world and eventually leave it.


You on a block playing killer with your knife
You might think you're tough for carrying a knife on the streets.


Without a gun you're an option
Without a gun, you're vulnerable and powerless.


Be cut out for the game
You have to be ruthless and willing to do whatever it takes to survive in the streets.


Or they're gon play rock, paper, scissors wit your life
Your life will be left up to chance if you're not prepared.


I'm usually more spiritual at night
I tend to have deeper thoughts and feelings when it's dark outside.


Cause murder's in the air more like a pimping Nike
There's a sense of danger and violence in the air, like the swoosh of a Nike logo.


Whipping bike, the white American kryptonite
Riding a motorcycle is like a powerful drug for white Americans.


Living a scripted life
Most people just go through the motions and follow the expected path.


A different picket, different type
I'm a unique individual with my own style.


Whoever fixing chicken rice, I'll spend the night
I'll stay with someone if they cook me a good meal.


In the morning go home to my wife
But at the end of the day, my true love is waiting for me at home.


Before she try and sell my shit
Before she accuses me of cheating.


Ninety nine percent sure that she gon try and smell my dick
I'm pretty confident she's going to accuse me of infidelity.


Thirsty niggas is praying the hell I slip
Haters and rivals are hoping for my downfall.


The baddest bitches, the last bitches you would've ever imagined
I have the hottest and most unexpected women by my side.


Would've had chlamydia getting dragged to cities
These women might have had an STI, yet they still get treated well.


City after city niggas paying cash for the love of ass and titties
I'm spending money on women just for their bodies, not for any real connection.


(Pick it up)
(Let's keep this moving.)


I don't know why y'all so highly regarded
I don't understand why people think so highly of other rappers.


You rhyme like you're borderline mildly retarded
Your rhymes are a little slow and unintelligent.


I show you what my father done started
I'll prove that I inherited my father's skills and talent.


A rhyme on a god level, the godliest artist
My rhyming skills are unmatched, I'm the best there is.


Y'all follow artists who target their audience
You follow popular artists who pander to their fans.


But not me, I target the artist, follow the target
I focus on the art and the craft, not on pleasing the audience.


Holding a strap, pointing it at sinners
I'm not afraid to defend myself or take out those who deserve it.


And that's when I tell them like Kobe to Shaq
I'll call out anyone who's not working hard enough.


You lazy and I'm tired of your jogging
You're not putting in enough effort and it's making me angry.


Shoot at their feet till the dance start
I'll force them to start moving and working harder through intimidation.


I'm going H.A.M. in the slaughterhouse
I'm going all out and giving it my all, even in the most difficult situations.


Fuck you and your damn charts
I don't care about record sales or commercial success.


And your crowd participation
I don't need a hyped-up crowd to do my thing.


I'm putting a land mine under your stage
I'm taking out the competition by sabotaging their shows.


Had his place raining fan parts
I'm causing chaos and destruction in the crowd.


And called that shit crowd precipitation
I'm making a joke out of the violence I'm causing.


I'm more premier than my own DJ and Pac's brother
I'm on par with some of the greatest rappers and DJs in history.


I came out of my momma's womb with a box cutter
I've been a fierce fighter and survivor since birth.


Lyrical spitting image that mirrors the birth of Slim
I'm a lyrical mastermind like Eminem, with a similar upbringing and style.


None of these rappers can work with me, I work with them
I'm in my own league, but I'll work with others who are up to my standards.


You have Detroit's own Dwele
Dwele, one of Detroit's finest, is on the vocals.


Providing the instruments
Adrian Young is providing the musical instruments.


The incomparable Adrian Young
Adrian Young is one of the best musicians alive today.


And on the wheels of steel
DJ Premier is taking care of the turntables.


Yeah
You got that right.


(I've seen, and I see it again
(I've been through it all before, and I'm still seeing the same shit.)


I'm not the kind of person who come here and say what you like)
(I'm not going to sugarcoat anything to please anyone.)




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ADRIAN YOUNGE, CHRISTOPHER MARTIN, ANDWELE GARDNER, RYAN MONTGOMERY

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