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There, baby, it's just textbook stuff
in the ABC of growing up
There, there baby, it's just textbook
in the ABC of growing up

[XV - 1]
Yeah, women raised me
Famous footwear me
Not enough to up but sure enough
Cause I aint lazy
If teachers thought I was dumb or crazy, or
With of being a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked
In my chair, in my braids, my hair waves
Being fly was priority to the
I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a way
The dead of a poet
Homie I'm focused but thats that a dude can't prove
I fair, I was damn near invisible at school
So I banged for a minute all my n-ggas was crippin'
Just me and two of my dudes, man group
Had dreams of things they said you can't do
Cause everything aint black and white, unless you chew
So I was after big bills a toucan dude?
All the while my mamma asking why I'm chewing at
She

[XV - 2]
So why I aint go to
My mammas ultimatum me say that I know I got it
My n-ggas said D's
Stay on your computer de-buggin'
But we holding hardware we thuggin'
Now they in the trap with some guns they dun borrowed
And all snow, I call it empty sorrow
With plans to reach the end even if I had to slow
Sold in the mall making dough like Sbarro's
Then I left the hood, like it, don't need the cargo
banking out on you well, and I don't mean Fargo
But even if you leave somehow it try to
Baby brother took a hotter than Lebron and Rondo
Tryna keep his up while his eyes are in the bible
Cause they say mind is idol, it's a devils toy aisle
My nephew looking at me cause his is his idol
I told him sit down, this information is

[Kendrick Lamar - 3]
Living my life like I'm living in the midst of a fire pit
The banging and the violence is the sweetest song
In a room with the of a violin
Don't my patience, I'm waiting
To kill a man as I stare at the fan
As a fan of wicked streets
If I gotta eat, I steal like a metal
Screaming now, the police
I'm dealing my cards jokers on 'em
You can him or stone him
I'm throwin' them rocks back a flurry of bullets
You live your life for the moment
When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as sharp as the teeth
I'm in the back of a black Buick, black out like February
Ay, thats how do it right?
I cut off my ears before I hear your and vice versa
I'm screaming for help as loud as I can but not working
I'm working them corners like
cut a L on my first offence
The threw the book at me than said this