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

[XV - 1]
Yeah, three raised me
Famous paid me
Not enough to blow up but enough
Cause I aint lazy
If thought I was dumb or crazy, or both
With hopes of a Nas or Jay-Z, I smoked
In my chair, in my braids, my hair wasn't
Being fly was priority to the
I would stand on my desk just to see the in a different way
The dead society of a
I'm focused but thats something that a dude can't prove
I mean fair, I was near invisible at school
So I for a minute cause all my n-ggas was crippin'
Just me and two of my dudes, blue man
Had dreams of doing things they you can't do
Cause everything aint black and white, unless you chew
So I was after big bills like a dude?
All the my mamma asking why I'm chewing at school
She

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

[Kendrick - Verse 3]
Living my life like I'm living right in the midst of a pit
The gang banging and the is the sweetest song
In a room the heart of a violin
Don't violate my patience, I'm
To kill a man as I stare at the fan
As a fan of these wicked
If I gotta eat, I steal like a metal
Screaming now, f-ck the
I'm my cards with jokers on 'em
You can him or stone him
I'm them rocks back with a flurry of bullets
You couldn't live your for the moment
When I'm foaming at the mouth I'm as as the teeth showing
I'm in the back of a black Buick, finna black out February
Ay, how blacks do it right?
I cut off my ears I hear your advice and vice versa
I'm screaming for help as loud as I can but thats not
I'm them corners like Blueprints
Then cut a L on my offence
The judge threw the book at me than this