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I'm a blood suckin, drug thug frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah I'd love muffins
Warm the oven covered honey oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 cause I'm with my buddies (what up)
We don't mean to in, but there's nothing better coming up
Pack it in forget it ya strap on in, 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 it at the root
Shooting for the knees not you see these pupils
of useful youthful exuberance
Music refutes that the rules
And of freedom of speech well to speak
Let's see as free 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 vital god is the bomb, and LeVar is my idol
Crime story, story, autobiography, short story, long story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction rythme nonsense now not an option squashed 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
Unfortunately 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
So rejecting intellect neglecting interest the 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 watch this head-shot and watch they head pop open and then to the floor keep going cause nobody said stop
Our only hope is the music they listening to influencing they intution 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 decide to write a positive acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am