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I'm a blood suckin, drug puffin' thug frontin', love
Why ma'am that's quite nice, sure I'd love muffins
Warm from the oven honey oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 cause I'm with my buddies (what up)
We don't mean to butt in, but there's nothing better up
it in forget it ya strap on in, buckle up
Nothing but the truth, I'm telling you the
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 abuses the
And of freedom of well freedom to speak
see that as free time build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause reading your knowledge and ideas dealing 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, long story, novel, or
Non-fiction spittin nonsense now not an option squashed it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has noddin' they noddin' they noggins, and now the real start of the truth
So move with the movement, of humans
Using the tools we were with
Or you can forfeit your fortunes to the less
Unfortunately the poor kids are forced to 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 floor keep cause nobody said stop
Our only hope is the music they listening to influencing intution ability to
Recognize between right and wrong it's 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 finer things in life decide to write a positive vibe acknowledging the of the rhyme
I am