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I'm a blood suckin, drug puffin' frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah sure I'd 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 there's nothing better up
Pack it in forget it ya on in, buckle up
Nothing but the truth, I'm 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 knees not until you see pupils
Youthful of youthful exuberance
Music that abuses the rules
And of freedom of speech well to speak
Let's see that as time build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause reading increases your knowledge and ideas in the street
college is fine, and the library's vital god is the bomb, and LeVar is my idol
Crime story, mind story, autobiography, short story, 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, movement of
the tools we were born with
Or you can forfeit fortunes 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 intellect interest the internet becomes a nest of sex
Best described as extra time to emphasize what mom and tried to hide
Eject the desktop the Xbox
And let's not stop there this 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 music they listening to influencing intution ability to
Recognize between right and wrong either hit or miss no intermission and intermission is on
A goes on an idea 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