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Understand (feat. Dice Raw & Greg Porn)

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Understand (feat. Dice Raw & Greg Porn) was released on May 16, 2014 by Def Jam Recordings as a part of the album ...And Then You Shoot Your Cousin

Song Details

Album...And Then You Shoot Your Cousin

Release DateMay 16, 2014

LabelDef Jam Recordings

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM86

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

The Roots

Performer

Greg Porn

Vocals

Tariq Trotter

Vocals

Karl "Dice Raw" Jenkins

Karl "Dice Raw" Jenkins

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Dice Raw

Composer

Tariq Trotter

Composer

Gregory Spearman

Gregory Spearman

Composer

David C. Simpson

David C. Simpson

Composer

Greggory M. Bradsher

Greggory M. Bradsher

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

The Wurxs

Producer

Tariq Trotter

Producer

Questlove

Producer

Jon Smeltz

Recording Engineer

Jason Goldstein

Jason Goldstein

Mixing Engineer

Rich & Rich

Assistant Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Never understand

People ask for God, 'til the day he comes

See God's face, turn around and run

God sees the face, of a man

Shaking his head, say, "He'll never understand"

People ask for God, 'til the day he comes

See God's face, turn around and run

God sees the face, of a man

Shakes his head then he says, "Man'll never understand"

He'll never understand, never understand

Never understand

Gravedigger, dig a hole that fit a black ****

My body's stiff as a Madame Tussaud's wax figure

My transformation: a caterpillar from crack dealer

And backpedaller was no less, than spectactular

Yeah I was trappin' money, flippin' like a spatula

Now put that sucker in a box like Dracula

I led the devil in a dance

An electric slide across the line I drew up in the sand

Dead, ended, love is like a harlequin's romance

Lost between sips of liquor, that empty bottle in my hands

It was a shot away, but I never got away

Dreamed a little dream of me but that was an anomaly

Yo, people ask for God

People ask for God, 'til the day he comes

See God's face, turn around and run

God sees the face, of a man

Shaking his head, say "He'll never understand"

People ask for God 'til the day he comes

See God's face, turn around and run

God sees the face, of a man

Shakes his head then he says, "Man'll never understand"

Holy, sugar, honey ice tea

I guess that's a prayer for a player like me

In my church clothes, breaking buds on the Bible

The sweet temptation of my granddaddy's rifle

Got me thinking 'bout doing a jihad with these guys

Who only true religion look better than Levi's

Who baptize glasses with beers and blood stain

You preaching to the choir, that praise the drug game

Hallelujah, 'til the cops cuff me in the back of a cruiser

Or the fire truck wash my soul down the sewer

I count my blessings

And blow it on a nun to resurrect my erection

I pray, I pray all dogs go to Heaven

Or to a new hell with a Wi-Fi connection

So I can pay for my sins on PayPal

Or own a holy ghost, a greyhound

People ask for God, 'til the day he comes

See God's face, turn around and run

God sees the face, of a man

Shaking his head, say "He'll never understand"

People ask for God, 'til the day he comes

See God's face, turn around and run

God sees the face, of a man

Shakes his head then he says, "Man'll never understand"

Written by: David C. Simpson, Greggory M. Bradsher, Gregory Spearman, Karl "Dice Raw" Jenkins, Tariq Trotter

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