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I'm a blood suckin, drug puffin' frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah I'd love muffins
Warm from the covered honey oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 cause I'm with my buddies (what up)
We don't mean to butt in, but there's better coming up
it in forget it ya strap on in, buckle up
Nothing but the truth, I'm you the truth
Hip-hop is still alive, and I am living
And in order to improve we must kill it at the
Shooting for the not until you see these pupils
Youthful of youthful exuberance
refutes that abuses the rules
And of freedom of speech well to speak
see that as free time build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause reading increases your and ideas dealing in the street
While college is fine, and the vital god is the bomb, and LeVar is my idol
Crime story, mind story, autobiography, short story, long story, novel, or
rythme spittin nonsense now not an option squashed it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has been noddin' they noddin' they noggins, and now the start of the truth
So with the movement, movement of humans
Using the tools we were with
Or you can your fortunes to the less fortunate
Unfortunately the poor kids are forced to they thoughts on things formally taught to them it seems to be the least important part to think and dream believing things could never get any better than this
So rejecting intellect neglecting interest the internet a nest of sex
Best as extra time to emphasize what mom and papa tried to hide
Eject the desktop inject the
And let's not stop there watch this head-shot and watch they head pop open and then drop to the floor keep going cause nobody said
Our only is the music they listening to influencing they intution ability to
Recognize between right and it's either hit or miss no intermission and intermission is on
A light goes on an idea to volunteer my time, my mind, my rythme defines the finer things in life decide to write a vibe acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am