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I'm a blood suckin, drug thug frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah sure I'd love
Warm from the oven covered honey oat and nut
Bake about 100 I'm coming with my buddies (what up)
We don't to butt in, but there's nothing better coming up
Pack it in forget it ya on in, buckle up
but the truth, I'm telling you the truth
Hip-hop is still alive, and I am proof
And in order to we must kill it at the root
Shooting for the knees not until you see these
of useful youthful exuberance
Music refutes abuses the rules
And of freedom of speech well to speak
Let's see that as free time em and teach
Yeah it and weep cause reading increases your knowledge and ideas dealing in the street
While college is fine, and the vital god is the bomb, and LeVar is my idol
story, mind story, autobiography, short story, long story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction spittin nonsense now not an option squashed it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has been they noddin' they noggins, and now the real start of the truth
So with the movement, movement of humans
Using the tools we born with
Or you can forfeit 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 becomes a nest of sex
Best described as extra to emphasize what mom and papa tried to hide
Eject the desktop inject the
And let's not there watch this head-shot and watch they head pop open and then drop to the floor keep going cause nobody said stop
Our hope is the music they listening to influencing they intution ability to
Recognize between right and wrong it's either hit or 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 to write a positive vibe acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am