Lyrics:
the high schools
me and Carl Tolta used to rock the neighborhood
Don and Aviator used to show that they were good
me and Johnny Love used to rock the rock
dropped The Come Up
I was in high school playin' corner
I never dreamt of mumblin' words in front of hundreds
Studyin' plays all summer
I'll hit
sock, formerly owned by carl zappa and still damp. the shredded sock will be placed inside of a high-school diploma and ignited with a sulphur-pre
Ion...
of beer
Bacardi and Liquor
Because tonight there is a giant
House party at Pickford's
It's the last day of school
Slater is trippin' tony had a weird dream
used to rock the high schools
me and Carl Tolta used to rock the neighborhood
Don and Aviator used to show that they were good
me and Johnny Love used
on school nights
Or at the dice game popping shit rolling blue dice taking side
Bets like oh I bet I do twice
Some little nigga got murdered on my birthday
wrist
Diamond crop my neckle' (s)
Rockin' Mark an' Jacob
Haters wanna' taste it
Hit em with some flavor
Hit em with some caramel
Hit em with some CARL'S
bitches A-list, all my cars brainless
Chapter 4, page 6 - know that boy make hit's
My money up
My cars up - my crib look like my high school
I'll shoot you
funny?
I don't know cause he talks about his
Battle with Freeway like the four
Touchdowns he scored back in high school
You the black Al Bundy
Y'all wanna
old school just like Carl Carl
Shawty said that she in for the long haul
Cause I'm dripping in water a tall glass
Homie all of that drama it don't last
your eye
Let 'em fall on your dress
Who cares if it makes a mess?
I gave you my high school ring
At the root beer stand
We had a teen-age love baby
I
on to the next"
I wrote that message thinkin' I'm awkward, prolly' would never have sex
You know in high school 16 you prolly late
My cousin hit me back, "Don't
Carl Lewis when it's coming out the clip
Uh, Still in school, all the learning I can get
Focused, trying to purchase all the burners I can get
I
Ugh
That n**** hit me wit da Carl Crawford, ya feel me
Yea
Chad and Premro
Yea, on the way
Yea, leh go
Ride through city
Soul patrol, you light up I
me get a load of that for my cataracts
[Chorus x2]
Otherworld Newspeak
Y'all know how I spit
Half-internet, half-high school cafeteria shit
Imma take mine yeah Imma take mine
Since a kid I been livin off of my rules
Ain't a day I wasn't high back in high school
I was ridin with my homies
Bitch it's Jung, Carl straight out your subconscious mind
Pull this shit from Plato's form straight to your fucking eyes
Back in high school I got
blew a fuse
Growing up just made me a child inside a hangman's noose
I, I think I timed it wrong
Come with me Carl G for a ride along
You like that girl,
I'm siphoning gass from the high school bus
Into the tank of my beat-up bug
So I can drive away from the shouting and misery
I drive into
looking for a new routine
So she spins her globe and the next thing you know
She's living in Liechtenstein
She doesn't speak German, only high school
ain't have a place to stay I crashed on your floor
Taught me the basic survival tools
Auntie Cathy every summer kept me in vacation Bible school
Mr Diskin
have to walk straight,
We will never get to heaven,
If we’re all walking sideways.
High rate of speed on a wide highway,
Do a 180 down that narrow
essential
BSN RN she essential
Why she go to school for so long just for the credential
That was a rhetorical
Look into my oracle
See all your potential
are you doing updating your LinkedIn profile?
The tide is high, the end is nigh, the apocalypse is imminent!
I raced to the window, looked down into
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