Lyrics:
you're 5 foot 2
Okay, 5 one and a half
And everybody else in the whole gym class
If 5 foot 3 and even taller, it hurts
Truth is I hadn't thought about
T-U-R-T-L-E Power. T-U-R-T-L-E Power. T-U-R-T-L-E Power.
Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
On the half shell they're the heroes four.
In this day
up, bitch
Say something, what?
Man, check it
I put us on the map, 'cause I'm a legend
Get it? uh, East coast shit
Class, know I got no filters
Just a few days and you'll be back in your school
I'll be sitting around by the swimming pool
And you'll be studying history and you'll be down
be my pleasure
To liberate you from them at midnight
I will destroy the city you call "home"
With every last one of you in it
You can scream all you
months pregnant with Ryan
I figured I'd go to the East by
My T for some peace and quiet
I ended up running the
Streets with my cousins, sitting in the back
a question!
Betta have ya weapon
Cause homie class in session
And I don't tolerate - any
Rappers that are fake
You get kicked out my class
If ya make one
finna give em right back.
I jus met a Brazilian
Told her daddy that she like Mack!
I’m a real musician. No technician.
Bish I write raps.
Youngin off da
home
*Na's are carried out by back up after Corey starts singing Na na.
They're sendin' the old man home
Back where the buffalo roam
Out in the Pacific, they say he was the best
Now he's in his "civies"
Headin' home like
Ngega! (Alone)
Ndingori ndega here?! (All by myself?!)
Ndega! (Alone)
Ndakangomira here?! (Taking a stand, really?)
Ngega! (Alone)
Ndingori ndega
I go extra hard on the hard floor
Right now, I'm callin' you from my home gym
Right after that, nigga, I'm gon' swim
Just did a couple laps in my
from gym class chillin' in the suite
Then we write to a beat
Then we dap because the deal
Be hittin' the streets
Miami Beach we we headed, 305, with
would type back, nigga would type back)
Yeah, fuck nigga say he want hands
He pull up and walk by me
Just had a bad day, made your advance
You can't even
But she get trashed on the car hood by Hoodstock
We got good stock
and size does matter bitch, that's why we slang good cock
Back the thirty eight
a casket nap
Cass' can rap, you can't compare him to me
I'm ya savior
It's like scripture when they
Hear it from me i snap back
(snapback) so cats in this
Rewind the clip
Yeah, I'll start by taking back
It's Spring of '17
Sitting shotgun there in my car
You said celebrities are sad, no matter how big or small
Gym class doing dirty like rugby
Blood stains in the mirror looking ugly
I can feel no remorse
Me and my boys
c jab to the face made him dougie
cint
His peers shed tears his senior year when he got murdered
Now Alberto was your average day student
A student participated in class, never came late
the hurdle
His peers shed tears senior year when he got murdered
Now Alberto was your average A student
Participated in class,
Never came late
And never
Fact is that to an extraordinary extent
Uh By comparative standards the US
Is a business run society
Which means that human rights are subordinated
Love when you're not holding back
When you make me feel that
All the pressure melts away
Forget I'm feeling bad
I will always put you first yeah
Cutthroatin' anyone who try to give me less, yeah
I be on the 405 goin' back and forth from home, back to work, yeah aye, shit
You be on that bullshit, you be
the last two action heroes
Actually had the capacity, to be the ones in a class of zeroes
Hip-hop's not dead, it was on vacation
We back, we bask in
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