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I'm a suckin, drug puffin' thug frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's nice, yeah sure 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 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 we must kill it at the root
Shooting for the not until you see these pupils
Youthful of useful exuberance
Music refutes abuses the rules
And of freedom of speech well to speak
Let's see that as free build em and teach
Yeah read it and weep cause reading increases your knowledge and ideas 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, story, long story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction rythme spittin nonsense now not an squashed it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has been they noddin' they noggins, and now the real start of the truth
So move the movement, movement of humans
Using the tools we were born
Or you can forfeit fortunes to the less fortunate
Unfortunately the poor 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 internet a nest of sex
described as extra time to emphasize what mom and papa tried to hide
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 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 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 might of the
I am