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I'm a blood suckin, drug puffin' frontin', love muffin'
Why ma'am that's quite nice, yeah sure I'd love
Warm the oven covered honey oat and butter nut
Bake about 100 cause I'm coming my buddies (what up)
We don't mean to butt in, but nothing better coming up
Pack it in it ya strap on in, buckle up
Nothing but the truth, I'm you the truth
is still alive, and I am living proof
And in order to we must kill it at the root
Shooting for the knees not you see these pupils
Youthful of youthful exuberance
Music refutes that abuses the
And of freedom of well freedom to speak
Let's see that as free time build em and
Yeah read it and weep cause reading 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
story, mind story, autobiography, short story, long story, novel, or comedy
Non-fiction rythme spittin now not an option squashed it (squashed) stop it (stop)
The not has been noddin' they noddin' noggins, and now the real start of the truth
So with the movement, movement of humans
Using the tools we were born
Or you can forfeit fortunes 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 never get any better than this
So rejecting neglecting interest the internet becomes a nest of sex
Best described as extra to emphasize what mom and papa tried to hide
Eject the inject the Xbox
And let's not stop there watch this head-shot and watch they head pop open and then drop to the floor keep going cause nobody stop
Our only hope is the music listening to influencing they intution ability to
Recognize between right and wrong it's either hit or miss no and intermission is on
A light goes on an idea to volunteer my time, my mind, my rythme defines the finer things in decide to write a positive vibe acknowledging the might of the rhyme
I am