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I'm a blood suckin, drug puffin' frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's nice, yeah sure I'd love muffins
from the oven covered honey oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 I'm coming with my buddies (what up)
We don't mean to butt in, but nothing better coming up
Pack it in it ya strap on in, buckle up
Nothing but the truth, I'm you the truth
is still alive, and I am living proof
And in order to improve we kill it at the root
Shooting for the not until you see these pupils
Youthful of useful youthful
refutes that abuses the rules
And of freedom of speech well freedom to
Let's see as free time build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause reading your knowledge and ideas dealing in the street
While college is fine, and the library's vital god is the bomb, and is my idol
story, mind story, autobiography, short story, long story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction rythme spittin now not an option squashed it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has been noddin' they noddin' they noggins, and now the real start of the
So move with the movement, movement of
Using the tools we were with
Or you can your fortunes to the less fortunate
Unfortunately the poor are forced to form 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 described as extra time to what mom and papa tried to hide
the desktop inject the Xbox
And let's not stop there watch head-shot and watch they head pop open and then drop to the floor keep going cause nobody said stop
Our only hope is the they listening to influencing they intution ability to
Recognize between right and wrong it's either hit or miss no intermission and is on
A light goes on an to volunteer my time, my mind, my rythme defines the finer things in life decide to write a positive vibe acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am