Lyrics:
de Milo
My blood is different than the blood that you bleed if it's yellow
I'm colder than Paul Robeson leadin' Othello
I'm older than the barcode,
outspoken
A lot of growing up I was known as the token
Black kid but I got wiser n' woke and
Realized NJ made the great Paul Robeson
Rock the crowd like Bon
my dream)
(He's the captain of the high school football team)
He's my mountain
He's my tree
We go steady
Paul and me
Tall Paul (with
my dream)
(He's the captain of the high school football team)
He's my mountain
He's my tree
We go steady
Paul and me
Tall Paul (with
nigga Sean Paul big up big up
It's that are (Dot) O, be (Dot) be
In Jamaica we smoke kiki kiki
Ladies we got freaky freaky
I dropped out of school
MUNDANE DAY
Paul:
Cause it’s the same, same, same old dread.
Rolling round again and it’s doing my head
Sarah:
What you wanna do? It’s where we
know a killer (Know some killers)
Kin to Fowlers' but you know I gotta rep the Millers' (Miller gang)
High School, I could've been a drug dealer (Selling
High-priced pipes like Leontyne
Big tenor Paul Robeson on Creatine
We got pitt seats
Double dating with two chicks from Pitt Street
Separate Ubers
King
freaky
I dropped out of school teach me teach me
You Touch my man Tony guns'll blow
And after the party the straight to the moe
My nigga Sean Paul
to Coltrane watching Malcolm X
Power to Paul Robeson under house-arrest
Power to Galileo under house-arrest
Power to Ibn Haytham under house-arrest
Forgive me
This fronto got me high, so high, so high (uh-huh)
The Xans got me high, so high, so high (ayy)
The mollies got me high, so high, so high
Water on my wrist
You can call it Aquafina
Storming through bitches like hurricane Katrina
Walking with a limp
I'm an old school pimp
You'll never
he had to fight thru
To proudly earning that diploma from his high school
From getting bullied constantly and being lied to
To building plenty
this bitch
Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
High off
shotta you
Y'all not ready for R-R-O y'all not ready for Se-an-Paul
Y'all not ready for Tony Toca
Ladies, esa loca
Ay yo good lookin, from D.R.
To the high school, North Side where the players rule
I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch
"Can I get your number?"
"I got a man"
To the high school, North Side where the players rule
I'm scopin' all the freaks, with some weave and a sexy switch
"Can I get your number?"
"I got a man"
the very end
It was 75 when Cheyenne moved away
It broke our hearts; we'd never be the same
But Paul, Calvin, and me
We did our best; just us three
In high
miserable
Chasing the high school girls
Dear Paul I was changed
My very first addiction was named after you
And I stared and I shed some tears
Then started
ain't said shit
It don't make dollars, it don't make cents/sense
I ain't never had shit nigga that's the truth
Rich kids in the school used to draw
careers short
If I make it after high school it'll be great
Might be able to provide food on my plate
In order to achieve it I got to wait
For this next
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap (Wuh!)
My Jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap
My Jordans
miserable
Chasing the high school girls
Dear Paul I was changed
My very first addiction was named after you
And I stared and I shed some tears
Then started
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