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There, baby, it's just textbook stuff
in the ABC of growing 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 to blow up but sure enough
Cause I aint f-cking
If teachers thought I was or crazy, or both
hopes of being 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 to see the world in a different way
The dead society of a
Homie I'm focused but something that a dude can't prove
I mean fair, I was near invisible at school
So I banged for a minute cause all my was crippin'
me and two of my dudes, blue man group
Had dreams of doing they said you can't do
Cause everything black and white, unless you chew bamboo
So I was big bills like a toucan dude?
All the while my mamma asking why I'm at school
She

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

[Kendrick - Verse 3]
Living my life like I'm living right in the midst of a pit
The gang banging and the violence is the song
In a room the heart of a violin
Don't my patience, I'm waiting
To a man as I stare at the celiing fan
As a fan of wicked streets
If I gotta eat, I steal like a peice
Screaming now, the police
I'm dealing my cards with on 'em
You can him or stone him
I'm throwin' them rocks back a flurry of bullets
You couldn't live life for the moment
When I'm foaming at the I'm as sharp as the teeth showing
I'm in the of a black Buick, finna black out like 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 not working
I'm working them corners Blueprints
Then cut a L on my first
The judge threw the book at me than said