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I'm a suckin, drug puffin' thug frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah sure I'd love
Warm from the oven covered oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 I'm coming with my buddies (what up)
We don't mean to butt in, but there's nothing coming up
Pack it in forget it ya strap on in, up
but the truth, I'm telling you the truth
Hip-hop is still alive, and I am proof
And in to improve we must kill it at the root
Shooting for the not until you see these pupils
of useful youthful exuberance
Music refutes that the rules
And of freedom of speech well to speak
Let's see that as free build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep 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
Crime story, mind story, autobiography, story, long story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction rythme 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 move with the movement, of humans
Using the we were born with
Or you can forfeit your to the less fortunate
Unfortunately the poor kids are forced to form they thoughts on things formally taught to them it seems to be the least important to think and dream believing things could never get any better than this
So rejecting neglecting interest the internet becomes a nest of sex
Best as extra time to emphasize what mom and papa tried to hide
Eject the desktop the Xbox
And let's not stop there watch this head-shot and watch they head pop open and then drop to the keep going cause nobody said stop
Our only hope is the music they listening to influencing they 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 things in life decide to write a positive vibe acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am