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I'm a blood suckin, drug puffin' thug frontin', love
Why ma'am quite nice, yeah sure I'd love muffins
Warm from the oven honey oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 cause I'm coming my buddies (what up)
We mean to butt in, but there's nothing better coming up
Pack it in it ya strap on in, buckle up
Nothing but the truth, I'm telling you the
Hip-hop is still alive, and I am living
And in order to improve we must kill it at the
for the knees not until you see these pupils
Youthful of useful youthful
Music that abuses the rules
And of freedom of well freedom to speak
Let's see that as time build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause reading increases knowledge and ideas dealing in the street
While college is fine, and the library's vital god is the bomb, and LeVar is my
Crime story, mind story, autobiography, short story, story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction rythme spittin nonsense now not an option it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has been noddin' they noddin' they noggins, and now the real of the truth
So move with the movement, of humans
the tools we were born with
Or you can forfeit your to the less fortunate
the poor kids 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 the internet becomes a nest of sex
Best described as time to emphasize what mom and papa tried to hide
Eject the desktop inject the
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 hope is the music 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 idea to volunteer my time, my mind, my rythme defines the finer in life decide to write a positive vibe acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am