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I'm a blood suckin, puffin' thug frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah I'd love muffins
Warm from the oven covered honey oat and nut
Bake about 100 cause I'm coming with my (what up)
We don't mean to butt in, but there's nothing better up
Pack it in forget it ya strap on in, up
Nothing but the truth, I'm telling you the
is still alive, and I am living proof
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 abuses the rules
And of freedom of well freedom to speak
see that as free time build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause increases your 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 start of the
So move with the movement, movement of
Using the tools we were with
Or you can forfeit your fortunes to the 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 interest the becomes a nest of sex
Best described as extra time to emphasize what mom and papa tried to
Eject the desktop inject the
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 they intution ability to
Recognize between right and it's either hit or miss no intermission and intermission 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